My collaging practice began during the Twilight Zone-esque time of the early pandemic. I finally cracked open the vintage magazines that had been collecting dust on my shelves. I followed my instincts while selecting and juxtaposing images, cutting and pasting them at night while listening to Agatha Christie audiobooks. It's no real wonder that what emerged had elements of retrofuturism, the weird, and the macabre. In the years since, I continue to make collages guided by my whims and fancies, ready for whatever emerges.