As a child of immigrant parents, I had my choice of three professions: banker, lawyer, or doctor. Despite spending the majority of my childhood and adolescence not fitting in, causing mischief, and rebelling against "Sergeant Dolly" aka my mom, I somehow still ended up a corporate lawyer with not one, but two Ivy League degrees, an Italian husband, and dreams of being a stay at home mom.

Luckily, the Universe had other plans for me. One divorce and seven long, hard years building a startup later I found myself living in Rome during the pandemic with no plans for what comes next. I realized that I've been living for the expectations of others my entire life and even when I was rebelling I was still doing nothing more than breaking down someone else's expectations. I needed to originate, to create, to express from a place of nothingness so that's what I did.

I found friends, followed beauty, lost myself in conversation, reacquainted myself with my creativity, danced out my feelings, and from time to time embarked on journeys into my subconscious guided by my intuition and psilocybin.

These days I'm back in NYC trying to answer the question, "What does it look like to color outside the lines and live a life I design?" I work as the CEO of an incredible fine jewelry brand and that is as much an expression of my talents and who I am as my ceramics practice is. Part of me needs to roam free, make love, unplug, and be wild. The other part knows that to build anything worthwhile one has to grow roots, make plans, and commit.

I don't have an answer, I no longer need one. My life, my art is an ongoing inquiry--and the experiencing of it is the point.