I set up a makeshift printmaking studio at the start of this year. It was enough to get by. A place for me to find familiarity in a once-fluent process. A moment to begin. I remarkably found this space to share some of the most impactful moments of my career thus far.

In a few swift movements, my hand started capturing desert grasses. The motion felt natural. I felt a flow as I simultaneously captured what most see as a barren landscape.