Even before I established my first dedicated studio space 25 years ago, I’ve been collecting papers and imagery like a magpie. Maps, stamps, instruction manuals, stickers, handwritten notes, postcards, snapshots taken from the dumpster behind a fotomat—they’ve all slowly dripped into my life, filling boxes and getting tacked to the studio wall. Together, they represent a sort of debris field—the wreckage strewn over a wide area when a plane or ship goes down. The work in this series is an attempt to make something out of nothing, to experiment and see what happens through the process of juxtaposition.
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