As I watch my daughter go under the water, kick down, and come back up, gasping and laughing, I feel the waves. Waves of joy seeing her in these moments of fun, peace, and calm. Waves of anger and grief over my own childhood. Water has memory (or so Olaf tells us)… and we’re made up of 60% water. So how do I overcome generational trauma? How do I stop from passing it down?

Emerging
Emerging, polymer clay on panel, 5×7 in, 2020
Coming Up for Air
Coming Up for Air, polymer clay on panel, 5x7 in, 2020
Refuge
Refuge, polymer clay on panel, 5×7 in, 2020