Oh wonder, wonder, wonder. I love to wonder while I whistle or is it whistle while I wonder? Actually I'm a stinky whistler so I don't whistle while I wonder. But I do make things which to me often feels like whistling while I'm wondering. Some things I make have a name like drawing, collage, or print and some things I make have no name until I give them one. Those nameless things are sprinkled around my studio and life and help me to make those other things with names.
Ever since I was a little, my favorite time is when my hands are moving in some form of making something.
As for school, I went to undergraduate in St. Louis, Mo and studied illustration at Washington University. A few years later I moved to New York and got an MFA at the School of Visual Arts.
Now, I live, eat, play, scribble my way in Brooklyn. I really love children's picture books and am so happy to be making them.
Yes . . . Skiing!
markers, pencils, paper, paint, inky pens, oil pastels, crayons,
glue sticks . . .
The blog The Marginalian
The Hornbook
Cover and feature article in
Uppercase magazine
AWARDS
Winner of the NJ-SCBWI 2015 Conference Juried Art Show for Pre-published Illustrator
Honor Children's Book Portfolio Award Winner at the 2014 LA SCBWI Summer Conference
About Process
Something happens when I spend hours exploring and working with color, line, paper, markers, ink, paint, pencils. It is my favorite way to be. I can breathe. Completely. Calmly. Minutes dissolve. I'm fully immersed and focused on what my hands are simultaneously creating and discovering. The time spent making is what drives me to come back day after day. The art is a result of this time, a kind of memory, print, connection to some formless flow that continues to search for a shape to hold it, have it, know it for a moment. The art shown on this sight, in my studio, and somewhere skipping along the sidelines, is about the joy of creating.
