Note: There is a possibility, over time, that random silk strands can break in the artworks. I have yet to have a piece of silk break without some form of disruption, but it is the thickness of hair, and although it is an incredibly strong, natural material, I cannot guarantee that it holds forever (as much as I wish I could). This is apart of the meaning behind the work. As I create the works, I meditate on and face this fear. I work through finding acceptance in what is and what is to come. As the viewer/owner, you have the privilege of watching if/how the piece changes. Will it? and when it does, will you find acceptance in its new form? We all age, decay, and eventually die, and I expect my pieces to be vulnerable to change, leaving behind a stringy corpse like my Impermanence or Acceptance sub-series.