2026, 44x32, collage on vintage painting
The dreamy in-between place where what’s true seems obvious, what’s possible is complicated, and where hesitation goes unrewarded… What did the log lady say? ‘When this kind of fire starts… it’s wonderful!’ Light it on fire, see where it goes, and note: when the fruit is gone, it’s gone.
Materials sourced from (for example): my Boy Scout handbook, a free Taschen catalogue, vintage porn mag purchased on a road trip through Missouri, a used textbook called “DANCE!”, Mormon proselytizing pamphlets inherited from my Mother, a German-language cowboy comic I found in a used bookstore in Detroit, a used book on the history of carousels.
2026, 44x32, collage on vintage painting
The dreamy in-between place where what’s true seems obvious, what’s possible is complicated, and where hesitation goes unrewarded… What did the log lady say? ‘When this kind of fire starts… it’s wonderful!’ Light it on fire, see where it goes, and note: when the fruit is gone, it’s gone.
Materials sourced from (for example): my Boy Scout handbook, a free Taschen catalogue, vintage porn mag purchased on a road trip through Missouri, a used textbook called “DANCE!”, Mormon proselytizing pamphlets inherited from my Mother, a German-language cowboy comic I found in a used bookstore in Detroit, a used book on the history of carousels.
