kitchen stories​

When I was growing up, my grandparents owned a restaurant; therefore, the kitchen was the physical center of our days, with life and work seamlessly intertwined. When I started painting, I made subjects of the foods that conjure memories.

I came to realize that a kitchen in many ways reflects a studio; it is a place where things are made. 

Paint allows me to express emotions connected to cooking, eating, or simply being in the presence of memorable foods. In my work, I attempt to create visual onomatopoeia — the weighted density of frosting described with thick paint in full strokes; airy holes in a slice of bread illustrated with thin wispy paint; a stark, distinguishing line explaining the metallic reflection of a toaster. Sometimes it feels as if the objects are actually underneath my brush and I am painting to reveal them, rather than creating images of them.

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