In the same way my body archives memory, so too is the painting a vessel for time. Layer by layer I add paint, scrape paint away, and apply more. I define and blurr shapes, revealing some parts of the painting while others become nearly invisible. My process is one of moving forward and returning, moving forward and returning, moving forward and returning. I delight in this scrambling of orientation, akin to a body’s play with gravity. Layers of the painting root over time into well-worn spatial and temporal contexts. With each layer, the world of the painting breaks open unto itself, establishing itself as a present moment within its own history. To offer a physical and visible sense of history is to acknowledge that something has happened. Through painting I carve out and create histories that I live within.