Little Spy was always there. A small, grinning person that slipped into rooms before I did, tucking itself into slide decks and strategy documents, curling up in the corner of meeting rooms. It looked like a joke, or a metaphor, or a doodle in the margin. Really, it was a Trojan horse. In every environment I entered, little spy sprinkled in creativity, aliveness, connection where so little of it is naturally present. Sometimes it was great fun when it showed up, smuggling in sprinkles and being greeted by people with arms wide open. Then it went hiding again. Was it being too bold to try to make a change? Little spy survived long enough to become big spy – bold and open, laying off the trench coat and letting what was underneath be seen. My work lives where words, wire, rhythm & space meet. I make visual–spatial sculptures that transcend inner worlds into 3D and condensed stories that from visual scores on paper and into your ears. All pieces are inter‑connected, part of one organism, each mapping one moment in a journey that never finishes, never concludes, but stays open to what comes next. They mark a journey from being to performance to presence – small structures showing what happens when the little spy stays in the room and lets itself be seen. Can't                       Control                                ALIVE!