All of my work contains an underlying pulse of anxiety about climate change. While working on this show, I read several books that speak to this matter and they have informed my ideas of what is necessary to mitigate the crisis and be hopeful about the future. 

With that being said, my art is made while I am dealing with everyday life. My experiences inform my work and this past year was one of the most difficult. I was living in many places while working, creating, and struggling in very deep ways. The year was a metamorphosis for me with all of the pain and beauty that is contained in that word. 

Allure and lure is what we attract to us and what we are attracted to. I chose this title because I think that is how many plants and animals create connections and build community. While reading Merlin Sheldrake’s book, Entangled Life, I learned about slime mold, a brainless organism. When put into a model of Tokyo city, it will find the quickest path. It has been used to create more efficient public transportation. It instinctually makes “choices” on the basis of what is alluring. We as “brainful” organisms have time and attention as a commodity. We have the ability to control what we lure to us and what we are allured by. 
Materials. 
Ice.Beeswax.Bookbinding Thread.Bouquets Collected while being Transient.Kindness of Friends.Wood.Casters.Clay.Paint.The Time and Patience of a Son who is a kind problem solver and a creative artist with a unique voice. The Time and Attention of a Friend that Researched, Organized, Loves me Unconditionally, and Attentively Listens to all Details. 
Bouquets in Ice: 
This piece began by picking small bouquets in all of the places I lived and stayed last year. There were many. It was the only small beauty that I could create when I didn’t have a home. 
I dried the bouquets and kept them in boxes. 
The bouquet’s for me mark a place. Each one represents a landscape that I inhabited. 
When I finally had my own space I cast the bouquets in ice, in my freezer, in my home, on my street.
Ice:
In each form of ice, I included natural detritus from many walks, hikes, and trips. There are feathers, shells, seeds and insects. 
The ice represents the passage of time. Similar to glaciers melting in places like Alaska, Antarctica, and the North Pole, it cannot be retrieved. What I create from what is left will be my legacy.  I have been reading All We Can Save. It is a collection of works on the climate movement by women. It is edited by Ayana Elizabeth Johnson and Katharine K. Wilkinson. It is a hopeful look at the crisis. From the introduction, “...there is a recognition that building community is a requisite foundation for building a better world.” How better to create community than to create teacups as a symbol of conversation and connection. 
Clay Flower Bed:
The clay is unfired. If you look closely on every  leaf you can see the lines of my hand (or some of my student’s) in the leaves.
I consider the garden to be a compilation of interdependent pieces. The individual parts make up the whole.
 I will be reclaiming all of the clay and creating new works with the natural materials included in them. These new pieces are the symbol of what can be.