​I have lived in Toronto for 11 years and am intimately familiar with the ways that the Canadian wilderness lives quietly in a city’s forgotten spaces. My art revolves around animal interactions and the places that foster them.

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Wild things meet us and each other everywhere. This can be in our living rooms, as in my artwork that celebrates our relationships with our dogs, cats, geckos and fish. It can be in overgrown corners of our cities like Toronto Islands or the deep woods of Rock Creek Park, where foxes and snakes live without us. 

 

I believe that city-dwellers do not live separate from nature, no matter how much we might wish otherwise.  The cats on our couches, the raccoons in our yards and the starlings on our power lines evade our tiresome obsessions with the partisan, reminding  us every day how the wild and divine slip through the cracks in our urban armour. 

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