There's a silver key from Lowe’s for the front door and a smaller unmarked gold key for the back door. There are two identical RISD keys–studio and storage closet. There’s the key to my mom’s apartment and another to the gallery where I used to work on Saturdays. There’s the key to the bike lock that I’ve kept on the ring even though my bike was stolen. I tried splitting up all the keys and creating two different sets–daily keys and occasional keys–but I never had the occasional keys when I needed them.

I have been making paintings of the everyday that I hope can operate like doorways. Can a still life or a quiet interior open up a half-forgotten narrative? I don’t expect to go all the way inside, but to begin to reconnect to something that has been divided or lost, or that eventually will be.