Windows Into Past Lives

I paint botanicals, but I can’t help myself from collecting them, tinkering away with drying methods attempting to maintain form and vibrancy even in death. This innate need also goes for all of Great Mother’s treasures I stumble across - bees, honeycomb, crabs, seaweed, snails, feathers, bark, petals, rocks, and seeds. They’re all so magical in their own way- texture, color, uniqueness, rarity, and fragility. I’ve become a collector of vessels that have become hollow, forgotten or ignored. They assume beauty and purpose somehow once I rearrange them with one another in a glass of memory. I find myself focusing on the death work of providing a home for these moments lost to time. Safety, purpose and love to those avoided or ignored. In a time like this, the notion feels important.

As you can imagine, these products are difficult to ship and thus are only available in person at the various markets or store fronts I attend. All drops are announced in advance through my Instagram account. Please be sure to follow me @MogsBox if you’re interested or send along an email inquiry. I also try to keep a running list of my markets and exhibitions up to date on my Bio page here on my website.

Terrarium Gallery