I find that the more comfortable I become with my art, the more uncomfortable I become with myself—a sort of double entendre when I remember that I am my own subject matter. In a way, I am studying myself, helplessly attempting to gain a firmer understanding of the mind and body I inhabit. By exploring the relationship I share with myself, I hope to discover or come to see some unknown truths about the relationships I share with others, whether recent or past. My work examines the intermediate phase of life I currently occupy, and it is influenced by realizations reached throughout the creative process. Whether I determine these understandings to be self-proclaimed and self-imposed constraints or find some validity and truth in them is something to be discovered at a time yet to come—only for the cycle to begin again.