Closetscapes have become a playground for me, an arena where I move the paint like a free
throw, testing, shifting, and seeing what emerges. What started as a chaotic stack of textures
that portrayed fabric and clutter became a map inward between the garments and the stashed,
hidden stuff, where a quiet space emerges, an invitation to look closer. In that stillness, I found a
journey inward where fulfillment lies not inside or outside of the closet, but within.