Sculpture
Large scale sculptural installation that went through many iterations. he focus of the work is on the nature of desire and stability in a consumptive society. Viewers are peacefully confronted with the slow reality of the grind and its implications on comfort, vanity and ultimately what it means to have a home.
A large scale sculpture that went through several iterations. The work is a personal reflection on belonging and place. An ode to dreamers who know full well, that we do what we must to survive, though the costs can not always be fully known.
I grew up in a place that only ever barely existed and doesn’t at all anymore. A place where people spent their time digging things up and filling things in, knocking and cutting things down, and putting or propping things up. It was a place where people pushed things and each other around in the dirt and mud, trying to keep things from sinking, dropping, or falling so that they could continue to sink, drop, and fall. A place where people tried to keep things running so they could fall apart.
Is utopia possible, can anyone join. Are artists capable of suspending hierarchies, of fighting the system, dismantling the patriarchy? This project was completed by a short lived artists collective called The AntiFacist Culture Club
Why and when is violence ok, but mostly why?
A small scale installation intended to be the first of iterations of both the idea and the components used. Squeko System #1 asks what is domestic space? Whose dream are we living and who controls what aspects of it, especially if we reduce those dreams into the functional notions of domesticity and space.
A project both sculptural and performance based that saw multiple performance iterations. The work attempts to answer a simple question; how far can we go without going anywhere at all? Playful yet tense, the audience is invited along for the journey.
A series that playfully explores the myths we create for ourselves around concepts of need and want. These personal explorations look at all aspects of life to find my own idealized self in the making. While the sum of this series doesn't fully make up the whole of my identity it does hit some important highlights. These idealized best selves encompass a range of physical, emotional, psychological and reasoned states. They tell a whole story but only if you can relate, and if not they tell a story that can become your own.
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The future always lives in the past. When the present is nothing more than a watered down cacophony of ever quicker moving "pasts", is the future dead?​
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Why and when is violence ok, and what happens if we codify temporary permission into something more permanent?
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