Years of wandering the ancient cobblestone streets of Latin America, leaning against 15th-century walls, plastered in layers of crumbling color, I discovered my artistic language. Between the cracks and creases of plaster and concrete, the faded beauty of time emanates through. My aesthetic derives from the practice of layering paint on paint, creating a patina finish that reflects years of history, and stories expressed through weathered pigment. Through a process of repetitive sanding and painting, I aspire to create pieces that echo the luxury of distressed time. The intersection between antique and now. My Grandmother Arlene’s oil paintings and my Great Uncle Tom Thomson’s renowned landscapes on canvas are constant inspiration. As is Manhattan-born abstract expressionist, Helen Frankenthaler, whose work was groundbreaking for allowing pigment to mingle on canvas.