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I have an eating disorder.
With it comes the struggle of expectations, responsibility, confidence, being seen, being worthy, taking up space, waste, money, freedom, consumption and much more.
These challenges have led me to my art.
How can I make more space for myself physically and mentally?
What does it mean to hold on to things, to ideas, to memories, to feelings?
What does it mean to possess? To collect?
What does it mean to be precious?
What does it mean to live in the present?
By shredding, organizing and consolidating my history I am making room.
I am finding freedom, levity, lightness in a world where I feel weighed down.
This is my clean Slate.
My way of letting go of the past, living in the present and learning to accept myself as I am.
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