My process reconnects me to my hands and the world around me. With the ever-growing presence of technology in our daily lives, my hands are often obliviously occupied with slick plastic surfaces and smooth keys. Through my art, I can touch the natural world around me. Meticulously manipulating leaves, flowers, and other flora, I use my hands for hours as I construct figurative collages that remind me of my connection to a larger whole. Reflecting on the cycles of my own life, I ponder the revolutions of death and growth that mother nature undergoes every season. As I touch each plant, I think about what that means for me. Mirroring the patterns of nature, my art becomes a manifestation of my own cycles of growth and rebirth.