When my dad was alive, he never really saw any of my artwork. He heard me give one lecture. But I’m not really sure he knew I was an artist. […]

tezeta (teh-zeh-tah): an Amharic word that roughly translates to memory, nostalgia, or longing This body of work is an exploration of the physical and figurative aspects of “place.” On one […]

I’ve lived in Indianapolis for almost 4 years, it’s my home. I’ve explored many depths of this city. It’s a blur to me now. I see the same buildings and […]