January 2022
37" x 26".
old window, stained glass, hand-stitched patchwork curtain, projected video loop.
November 2021
Dimensions variable
Laser-cut cardboard, shoji paper, acrylic sheet, piece of furniture, video loop.
May 2021. Naturally dyed Patchwork curtains, projected video loops.
A site specific mixed media projection of meticulously pieced curtains which seem to infinitely flutter in their own impossible wind. They billow both outward and inward; the slow rhythms of motion, at once mesmerizing and unsettled, embody the dissonant feelings of restlessness to rejoin the wakening world, and reticence to depart the comfort and safety of quarantined sanctuary.
February 2021
21” x 5.5’ x 10”
Looped pixilation on laptop screen, wood, blackboard paint, chalk, recording of chalk on blackboard.
An off-putting expression of physical and psychological shifts during the long isolation of quarantine.
December 2019. A site specific projection performance which considers the importance of conceptual work in the production of art, art as cognition and vice versa, and probes the quantum theory of superposition, approximating the at-once cathartic and disturbing sensation of being lost in one’s own thought.
Dedicated to Julian Bransby
a large interactive sculpture which takes a bare-bones look at the physical location of that intersection which defines my work, an inaccessible place called human.
Layers of ages, of time-worn quilts, batting bare and patched with care, cover the tall table and drape to the floor- a quintessential blanket fort but for the white porcelain sink set into the back right corner, far away- too far a reach to twist the knob, to dam the flow of light gushing brightly from the spout. Below, the frayed-edged fabrics part; inside is dark. A cardboard world of softly glowing windows beneath the lamp-like bowl of the full basin moon subsists on gusts of indiscernible chatter- whispers dispersed with puffed breath in the mouth-piece or bursts of harsh wind at the end of the line. Motion- a frenzied patchwork pudge, blinking and shifting, wildly wielding blue fingers of many blue hands, faces its shadow, reciprocal twin, slumped and still in its cubby shrine, deflated, fluff bleeding from ripped seams.
This is a childhood home, sanctuary, and model of the mind where layers of material elements representing the personal, generational, and universal combine. The inner world of the human mind becomes a familiar space we may bodily inhabit- a physical psyche. Within this space we are faced with the active and inactive form of an archetypal image of the self, afflicted with the coniunctio constellation of mania and depression. Sine Qua Non translates literally to mean “Without which, not”. “For it is the function of consciousness not only to recognize and assimilate the external world through the gateway of the senses, but to translate into visible reality the world within us.” -Carl Jung
