The biggest portion of my work features insects and robotica which I translate into the digital realm.
Why do I get emotionally moved from experiencing the richness of anyone’s garden? Because I appreciate the craftsmanship? Or the wild spirited lack or it. It is human nature to travel with eyes around the roots and leaves. To experience it at one’s own pace without being told what to feel. I enjoy that charming moment and hope to portray it in my own work. So what exists amid this nature? The robotica, insect shells, otherly beings, particles. To differentiate a shell from a shell, and a machine form from a machine form, one is meant to be present, to see it freshly, rather than quickly interpreting it and being distracted. A self projection nonetheless.