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What Finds Its Place
“What Finds Its Place” is a 36x36” Epoxy Resin Sculpture on 2” cradled wood panel.
This piece was not created easily.
It was built slowly… each hemisphere individually… through repetition, resistance, and moments of uncertainty where the outcome was not always clear. The process demanded patience… and at times, more than that… it required staying present through frustration without forcing resolution.
Each form was placed with intention, but also with restraint… allowing the material to respond, shift, and settle in its own area. What appears ordered is not controlled. It is the result of persistence… of returning, adjusting, and continuing forward without fully knowing how it would come together.
There is tension in the surface… density against openness… weight against space. Nothing is random, yet nothing is rigid. Every element exists in relationship to another… forming a structure that holds because it had to… not because it was planned.
This work reflects a lived experience… where pressure does not disappear, but reorganizes. Where chaos is not eliminated… but endured long enough to become something that can carry itself.
Not everything resolves easily.
Some things find their place… because they are not given another option.
“What Finds Its Place” is a 36x36” Epoxy Resin Sculpture on 2” cradled wood panel.
This piece was not created easily.
It was built slowly… each hemisphere individually… through repetition, resistance, and moments of uncertainty where the outcome was not always clear. The process demanded patience… and at times, more than that… it required staying present through frustration without forcing resolution.
Each form was placed with intention, but also with restraint… allowing the material to respond, shift, and settle in its own area. What appears ordered is not controlled. It is the result of persistence… of returning, adjusting, and continuing forward without fully knowing how it would come together.
There is tension in the surface… density against openness… weight against space. Nothing is random, yet nothing is rigid. Every element exists in relationship to another… forming a structure that holds because it had to… not because it was planned.
This work reflects a lived experience… where pressure does not disappear, but reorganizes. Where chaos is not eliminated… but endured long enough to become something that can carry itself.
Not everything resolves easily.
Some things find their place… because they are not given another option.