Shared Spaces is a replica of the bathroom that was mine from age five until my parents sold the house after I graduated college. It is the only space I ever shared with my sisters, though never at the same time. They are thirteen and fifteen years older than I am, and I have no memory of living with them. This bathroom, first theirs and later mine, needed to feel like mine. To that end, my mother promised new wallpaper; until then, I could write on the walls. Wallpaper was never chosen. Over fifteen years, the walls filled with drawings.

In the piece, past and present converge sharing space across time. The wall depicted within this toilet is a conglomeration of some of the drawings that were on the wall 30-plus years ago and new inscriptions. These new inscriptions are from people that I've known and collected over the years. People from residences, friends, and other artists I’ve worked with and learned from. It becomes a way to start a dialogue, not just about shared spaces, but about what we do in public spaces, how we define public versus private, and where we leave our mark.