Visiting Yosemite for the first time was a turning point: I broke out of the square format, adding a sculptural dimension to my wall pieces as the metal took over.
I find a rugged beauty in metal. Its unyielding strength becomes an invitation to tussle, to change its form. Using the strength of my hands and body, a flat sheet morphs into an undulating shape. Or, as a prospector of the land, I delve into an unassuming surface, and through chemical alterations, bring forth beauty from what was once plain.