Transparent sheets over jute
The first outcomes of my exploration into layering transparent sheets over jute proved unexpectedly compelling. What began as a material experiment quickly revealed a rich visual tension where opacity and transparency, control and chance, began to interact in ways that felt both raw and deliberate. The dialogue between the coarse, grounded texture of jute and the sleek, reflective surface of plastic opened a new dimension within the work, hinting at possibilities that extended far beyond the initial intent.
What Wings Remember
The sculpture draws from the Sankofa, a potent symbol that calls for a return to the past as a means of understanding the present.
Across its wings unfold scenes of the enslaved, confined within the suffocating holds of transatlantic ships echoes of the brutal voyages that carried them to Suriname.
The bird’s body is marked by scattered, fetus-like forms, evoking generations yet to come, descendants who bear this history within them, both seen and unseen.
Together, these elements compose a layered visual narrative of memory, displacement, and continuity, bridging ancestral suffering with the persistent unfolding of life beyond it.
The figure is grounded on an old wooden stool, hand-carved by a Maroon artisan, anchoring the work in a lineage of resilience, craft, and cultural memory.
visual narrative of memory, displacement, and continuity, connecting ancestral suffering to the enduring presence of life beyond it.
Cindy & Abram
They were the kind of couple people quietly admired, not because they were perfect, but because their connection felt unmistakably real.
There was a natural ease between them, a shared rhythm built on trust, humor, and a deep, unspoken understanding. In their presence, love was not something performed, but something lived steady, warm, and enduring.
Nursing the Eggs
Mixed Media
100 x 140 cm
Maya Angelou
Mixed Media
100 x 140 cm
Nude
Mixed Media
100 x 140 cm
Throwing leaves over my imagination
Mixed Media
100 x 140 cm
Luna Danaë
Luna Danaë (my daughter), portrays a woman whose name carries an echo of myth and art. Named after Danaë, she is linked to the enduring image immortalized by Gustav Klimt, a figure suspended between vulnerability and power, intimacy and transcendence.
