My mother worked in a factory where bedding was made. She would bring home bobbins of thread, sewing needles, beddings and quilts. But all these objects were considered flawed due to glitches acquired during the manufacturing process. Since they failed to pass inspector these ítems were then sold to the workers as “2nds” and “3rds”.

To this day, the colors, textures and flaws of these objects still fascinate me. I now visually recycle some of these items in the hopes of creating something new and meaningful. I don't use photos. I discover most of my forms and their renewed purpose through the physical process of painting. I’ve come to think of those flaws, both machine and hand made, as the best parts of these objects and my past. I think it’s a large part of why I paint...why I make art.

When successful, the work becomes the by-product of this Manufacturer.