I am preoccupied with the disconnectivity between seemingly mythic experiences and the familiar domesticness of everyday living. Images of my life includes rusty high plains dirt, the lush valleys of the Allegheny Mountains, the bed of my dying grandfather, tumbleweeds, cow manure, tortillas, my relationship with my father and the follies of a child. As these experiences take physical form they become aesthetic
predicaments that are conceived through the provocative and chimerical nature of memory. I am gathering and bundling these predicaments into placeholders that help me to recall a moment that can never be had again.

Aesthetic Predicaments

Making Sense of What We Have