My art is fueled by the ordinary and mundane parts of life that go overlooked and acts as a way of processing my lived experiences, both the good and bad. The common domestic spaces and objects that I study in my art are typically isolated to reflect how I have felt alone and unseen throughout my life. Growing up with heavy traumas from an early age, the lack of a mother figure, and an overall lack of emotional support, I found comfort in these isolated scenes that made me feel, to put it bluntly, pathetic and pitiful. Whether a literal figure or an object taking the place of a figure is placed in a scene devoid of any outside presence, the spaces that I depict often lack the comfort and safety that comes with human connection to reflect my longing for connection and the conflicting feelings of comfort found in unintentional or intentional, unhealthy, self-isolating habits.