I am struck by the intense and tacit need we have to find our fit in the world. From almost the first day of the first grade, the challenge begins: a pursuit for a place where we belong. Recognizing this deeply embedded need has led me to pay attention to the growth, the tragedies and the follies from choices made in this pursuit: choices of the right friends, the right clothes, home, job, lover, car, mutual fund, cat and dog. Bottom line-- finding our fit is not only a daunting and overwhelming endeavor but also a remarkable instinctive drive of human nature.

Equally daunting would be fabricating a complete narrative of this drive; fortunately, I am more interested in extracting moments from the stories. Contrary to the clinically objective environment generally produced by extraction and isolation, these singular moments that my work addresses seem to intensify in emotional impact when isolated. Steel offers the structural strength to keep these three dimensional drawings reduced to an almost primitive state; its simplicity enforces the focus and in an unusual compatibility with the subject matter, gains warmth and humility.