40” tall, 30” wide

This painting is about being out of sync. The figure exists in a state of interference, like a transmission that can’t quite lock into place. The environment won’t hold steady. Each stroke is trying to stabilize the image, to tune the signal. A body caught between frequencies. The color shift moves from intensity to submersion. Heat at the top, then descent. But the image refuses to shut off completely. The signal persists.

40” tall, 30” wide
This painting is about the cost of caring. This angel is young, but carries a fatigue that doesn’t belong to someone her age. This is not divine weariness - it comes from humans. The kind you get from watching over someone who keeps returning to harm, from intervening again and again without being able to change the final outcome.

1 of 1. 3 feet wide, 4 feet tall. Oil on canvas painting.

Those star-filled eyes aren’t just aesthetic, they’re a record. They’ve seen too much too young, and still haven’t looked away. The stars might be dreams, or distractions. They might be delusions, or clarity after a breakdown. The ambiguity is part of the point.

She’s carrying stories that no longer have people attached to them. She knew them when they were still laughing, still whole. Friends, family members. Now they live in the ache between brushstrokes. In the thick, unsaid weight of remembering.

Her face is close because the subject is close. Saturated with loss, with survival, with whatever’s left. She doesn’t look away because someone has to remember.

1/1. 24 × 24 inches. Acrylic on wood.

Girlhood is often painted in pastels, made to look soft, but it’s rarely gentle.