Minnows in the Beaverkill | 2026
Flea Market Series: Apotheke | 2024
Flea Market Series: Pastille | 2024
Flea Market Series: Nitro | 2024
Ikebana Stellar Nursery After Joseph Cornell | 2024
Yaddo | 2024
Flesh | 2024
Bag Balm | 2023
Squirrels | 2023
Habitat | 2023
Roe | 2022
Maneki-neko (Lucky Cat) | 2021
Lemon Tree | 2018
Tiddlywinks | 2018
Possession | 2018
Hokusai Kline | 2018
Madrid | 2017
Dominoes | 2015
La Vie La Mort | 2015
Cabbages and Kings | 2015
42 | 2015
Delicacy | 2015
Human | 2015
Boxies | 2012
Minnows in the Beaverkill | 2024
The children stand still on the slippery rocks in their water sneakers for little fish-kisses that tickle.
Flea Market Series | 2024
Three wee containers from the flea market I visited with Remy by the Beaverkill, each with a story to tell
Nitro: The tin had shells in it when I got it, and I imagined some soldier overseas finding a quiet moment on a beach or by a stream, carefully saving these mementoes of peace and tranquility, and to some degree the charming novelty of a foreign land. I decided that needed to stay intact.
Pastille: Rearranging my workspace and carefully preserving Three Women’s Tongue tree seeds that had fallen out of their pods when I made Empire, their symbolism bubbles up in my memory just by virtue of having them in my hand. The delicate pink breath mints box waiting for just that. Peace and wealth enough for small, frivolous, refinements. Softness. Delicacy. The subtler indicators of empire.
Apotheke: And the last, if my little investigations are correct, appears to be from a German Apothecary founded in 1755 with a branch in Poland, in what looks like March 25th, 1791 or 1891 … And of course I have exactly the right thing for that, because what could be a better remedy for anything than a day tubing on the Beaverkill annoying all the fly-fishermen?
Ikebana Stellar Nursery After Joseph Cornell | 2024
A pocket charm from high school saved in a jewelry box, wax drip sand castles and inky nebula. A universe in a broken clock where pigs are set free to fly.
Yaddo | 2024
She met her husband at Yaddo. Early sketches. Garbage, she said, and tore them up. Wonderfully of their time, psychedelic and innocent. I rescued a few cows and gave them a place to graze.
Flesh | 2024
What was once the color of crayons, now laid to rest.
Bag Balm | 2023
He gives me flowers and he calls me baby.
Squirrels | 2023
Betty's last words to me were a bawdy joke.
Habitat | 2023
As the temperatures continue to rise....
Roe | 2022
In response to SCOTUS overturning Roe v Wade, the only male creature to experience pregnancy.
Maneki-neko (lucky cat) | 2021
Begun in a fraught political climate, my thoughts of an “I Voted” sticker for the lid thwarted by an unappealing redesign, this sat, waiting its destiny until I happened past a wee Lucky Cat. We vote every day, with everything we do. #StopAAPIHate
Lemon Tree | 2018
For Tarrah. May every girl get her lemon tree. Trans is Beautiful.
Tiddlywinks | 2018
Zooming in on some great industrial design and related culture—chiefly the game of Skully once played on NYC streets with the caps, and the British game played with small lozenges taught me by my mother first played Victorian parlors.
Possession | 2018
The loud clear ringing of ownership and ego, a dog-whistle to the unthinking—words. Big red happy authoritative words. “Join us and you can be happy too.”
Hokusai Klein | 2018
A fairly straight take on The Great Wave off Kanagawa by Hokusai - with a little help from Nivea and Calvin Klein.
Madrid | 2017
A very fond memory of a magical place where children play in fountains in manicured parks behind museums at midnight, patchwork men dance to their entertainment and mothers thanks, parakeets play in puddles, gentlemen sew in botanic gardens, gleaming tiles paint the alleys in every color, and every opportunity is taken to live beautifully.
Dominoes | 2015
Playing with fate.
La Vie La Mort | 2015
Painting is dead. Long live painting.
Cabbages and Kings | 2015
Sublimely silly pocket-sized landscape sculptures, pearls tucked in their shells.
42 | 2015
Named for the meaning of life given by the supercomputer Deep Thought in Douglas Adams' Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, 42 takes the stuff through its paces. 42 mix and match miniatures to muse on. No more. No less.
Delicacy | 2015
Posies, pollen, disruption, corruption. Delicacy. Indelicacy.
Hummin | 2015
Named for an alias of Asimov's robot Daneel Olivaw, Hummin bemusedly explores our labyrinthine cheese wheel universe.
Boxies | 2012
Nine boxies play on the appeal of the wee, of the personal. The first set of miniatures in jewelry boxes, found spilling out of a box at the freight entrance of my studio, a turn of the century factory building of jewelers, novelties, bow ties, and tutus. Moving out. More supply came later. I did not know it, but it was the beginning of the exodus.