In my studio, "Under Lite," I don't just open the door, I offer a glimpse into my soul. It's a raw, theatrical space, a reflection of my love for giant outdoor sculptures. Here, the studio transforms – a backstage haven filled with remnants of past projects, each whispering stories of their creation.

The usual boundaries dissolve. A freed wall becomes a soaring roof, creating a womb-like sanctuary showcasing my artistic journey – from early experiments to my honed vision today.

The installation is a living, breathing testament to my evolution. A lone dryer stands guard, its peephole revealing a hand-drawn, rotating sky – a celestial echo. Across the room, a burned window symbolizes hope and transformation.

But "Under Lite" goes beyond sight. The scent of pine fills the air, a tribute to my love for nature. A video of a harsh Chicago winter blasts frenetic energy – screeching trains and the city skyline projected onto a papery screen.

A miniature model of a future work, "Title," stands proudly. Traffic lights hold a celestial canvas, blurring the lines between the city and nature. In this creative space, everything comes together to form my unique artistic language – the language of "Lite's vision and feeling."

"Under Lite" transcends the ordinary. It's a multi-sensory experience, an invitation to explore the wellspring of my creativity. It's a world waiting to be explored, where the familiar is transformed, and imagination takes flight.