I see my work as mythical in nature. Insect pins and needle and thread connect age-old imagery and iconography to my personal narratives in a process that is time-consuming and labor-intensive. I dissect cast-off printed materials, painstakingly collected over the course of years, into thousands of tiny cut pieces of paper, each one a precious fragment of a lost whole. From this collected ephemera I conjure the histories of forgotten classical figures whose stories twist and turn in complex ways. I identify with that. Working in the quiet of my basement studio with my delicate deconstructed specimens, I slowly build my paper reliefs, translating my obsessive thoughts, desires, and feelings of marginalization into distress signals that I send out into the world.