A short film on my craft
The Alchemy of Clean
Every morning the hallway wakes up grey. My film follows the quiet miracle of the mop — how water remembers, and how a washed floor is a colour that was always there under the grime. The same patience I bring to a watercolour: you don't add the light, you wash away what hides it.
Cleaning, spelled slowly
I keep Gaithersburg's floors, windows and washrooms to a health-and-safety standard I take seriously. But I believe cleaning is closer to restoration than erasure — each pass of the mop is a patient reveal of the surface's true colour.
The studio
Sketch pads, watercolour, and the steady discipline of letting pigment dry before the next wash. I look for the same thing in a brushstroke I look for in a clean corridor: honest, unhurried, true to what's underneath.