Please click the "Parts" Button above to read the statement from the exhibition in October 2025. Installation shots and images of individual works from the show precede past images of work in progress and work from this show installed in previous exhibitions. All the work documented on this page was included in a solo exhibition called "Parts" in October 2025. "Glass Slippers (Spiral)" was shown at Studio Waveland in Waveland, MS in July 2025. The sampler titled "Remember They are Very Ill" was included in the online juried exhibition, "a fervent and necessary arrangement," at Midwest Nice Art in South Dakota. Artist statements for individual works follow: The “Sampler Series” is a group of five hand-embroidered, evocative phrases quoted from a twelve-step book about recovery from alcoholism. As a person in recovery and learning about wellness every day, I use the tedious medium of hand-spinning the fur and hair yarn – a technique I needed to teach myself – and of samplers in the tradition of embroidery as a medium to educate women. The elements from my body are evidence of my sloughing of the perceptions of me as an alcoholic, now as a person in recovery; and perceptions of the disease itself. My cat’s fur serves as both comfort and as further evidence of sloughing, and the antique blue thread and tan beads from my grandmother’s collection suggest the genealogical threading of this disease in my family. I taught myself to knit the handmade yarn for "Mea Culpa," a literal hair shirt fitted to my body. Used as torture devices for the penitent throughout Catholic history, in which my childhood was steeped, these shirts remind the wearer of their sins through irritating physical touch. I intend the design to simultaneously evoke ideas about innocence and sexualization of the female form. I continue my exploration of family disease and perceptions of femininity in "Glass Slippers," documented here from its first installation. It combines life casts of my own feet with smashed collections of glass and rocks. It refers to a specific incident of self-injury as well as the meaning of a childhood mantra important in the development of my conception of femininity: beauty is pain. It also illustrates a downward descent into alcoholism, getting "smashed" to the point of complete self-destruction and obliteration, reducing my solid self to mere dust at the center.