As a printmaker, I explore the Ephemeron---or shifting material states of each piece as it grows in time, decays, and leaves a trace of memory. My prints can take the shape of a psychic imprint with deeper, more sentient engagement in the inner life of the viewer. The work is also my personal ritual that performs my own foundations. I emigrated from Hungary 12 years ago; Covid has made even more separation from my family, and I miss them every day. Our Covid quarantine restrictions inspired a new collection, Waiting. I print repeated family portraits using ephemeral materials like ice, sand, MSG, milk, and ash that quickly wash away. Nothing lasts forever--- and paradoxically, sometimes all you can do is wait for something to change. This metaphor speaks to the organic metamorphoses of my materials: oil on canvas, print on paper, melting ice sheets, or fragile sand prints. I also print words that indicate coinciding feelings that mark me for what seems to be an eternity. For, I lose the sense of time in what feels like endless isolation. These sentient impressions of my work may be more important than the survival of the work itself.