Sometime in 2019 I started making some 3D pieces out of paper. I was working with collage, so I’m used to working with pieces of paper. I’ve long enjoyed the space created by collage, the pushing and pulling of space. One day I found a scrap of paper with a black edge, painted in ink. And an idea, more like a picture, formed in my mind. I made a series of shapes, blackened the edges with ink, and started forming something. I often think of art-making as a map, with roads and landmarks, places and territories. There are unknown paths, there are deserts. I tend to go where I am led. It doesn’t mean I can just go anywhere, there are limits. And stop signs, and fenced -off areas. I do think I just extended the flat picture-plane into the space I’m in. That excites me.