Every artist has their own process for working through their concepts. Maybe it's in a studio with a mountain of supplies surrounding them – experimenting until something feels right. Some people like to have a more literal approach, and be in front of their subject on the street. For me, there is one magical moment when I let my thoughts form, collide, and combine into a concept that represents the feeling that I was initially inspired by. That magical moment? When I creak and crack into a scalding hot bathtub to soothe my body from whatever wreckless activity I endured the night before.

In this isolation I am able to block the world out and the ease away the stress in the calming steam. Here I am able to focus entirely on my thoughts and build a world piece by piece through the lens of my detailed but juvenile style. The ideas are rough and fractured, and the end result of this practice may leave work unfinished, but I can begin to imagine how it will be perceived – and this is what works for me.