The Sun is Still Four Hours From Rising
Installation, Santa Ana, CA
Tinted polyurethane, photograms on cotton of neighborhood trash, found styrofoam and fasteners, pencil, mood bulb
Experience variable based on lighting conditions.
Along the Mississippi, fragments accumulate: a swollen leopard bra, a broken crab trap. They compose a fearful portrait of the Anthropocene, yet bear witness to the river's power in their elegant deformities. In making this piece, I am seeking celebration in turbulent times, asking what it means to be happy anyway, to find this damaged earth beautiful, to hold this trashed now with awe and appreciation while formulating a course of action.