here’s a lot of “i statements” about me and my work.

i’ve always wanted to make and create, but there was always someone around that was hyper-talented at drawing, painting, designing. i just didn’t see myself as an “artist” like that.

i’ve always enjoyed playing with textiles, but tooling and quality materials always felt cost prohibitive and hard to find until recently.

i purchased a tufting gun in 2021 from tuft the world when it became “affordable” to pursue a desire to make rugs.

i’m making quasi-affordable wall art and small accent rugs that are fun and whimsical and weird and wonderful, like me.

i’m tired of living outside of my values in late stage capitalism, and i have no idea what that even means yet but i’m finding out.

i ask you - what if the world had let you be weird and wonderful from the start?