From the age of five to eighteen, everything in my world and in my mind revolved around me being a dancer. The smell of hairspray still gives me goosebumps as it brings me back to the change rooms of dance competitions. Certain songs still bring me to tears from the memories they hold. And yes, I still have dozens of those fabulous dance costumes with sequins, rhinestones and lots and lots of fringe. It’s been a few years since I’ve been on stage and have had time to reflect on how it shaped me into the person I am today.

One of those things being, and that many people don’t know about me, is that I am always counting. I count my steps while walking, the seconds waiting for the elevator, as I brush my teeth, etc. It took me the longest time to make the connection between dance and my OCD habit, but of course I count, I was trained for 15 years to count everything I did and it just never stopped.

I’ve also fallen in love with printmaking. Similar to dance you have repeating movements and motions, you get into a rhythm while printing, it's beautiful. The relationship I have with dance and art is so similar that I wanted to try and make my art based on the relationship I have with these two things.

Pattern. Colour. Movement. Repetition. These are just a few of my favourite words, and words that can be seen in most of my pieces. It’s been extremely important to me to turn my OCD into something positive. To make something that gets in the way of my day-to-day activities and make it into something beautiful. It’s my way of understanding how I tick.