Working with found objects and industrial waste as material, I’m endlessly intrigued by the space of sensation in between the organic and inanimate and how we as human beings are a conduit for this perception.
This work is made from power chords and extension cables braided together into one ‘mother’ braid form that grows and splits off into many, through their shared inner copper wiring. My intention was to rework the function of the cables into something that physically visualizes interconnectedness as shaped by care and intention as opposed to ‘power’ and capital profit.
Hello beautiful people, I will be selling cookies to fundraise for families impacted by the ICE pigs. Funds will go towards mutual aid efforts (groceries, rent, legal assistance). I can deliver them to you if needed. DM me for order
- $6 per large 5” cookie
- $12 for 3ct of 3” cookies
please contribute if you can and spread the word, we must keep taking care of eachother especially our vulnerable neighbors. everyone has a role to play. Keep using your voice and get active, NOW.
NO ONE IS ILLEGAL ON STOLEN LAND❤️🖤💛🤍
Queremos a nuestros inmigrantes, chinga la migra y que vive la minga para siempre‼️❤️🔥
Bronze casted vertebrae and skull plate from a carp skeleton I found last summer in a river that was quickly drying up. I later turned some of the vertebrae into a matching 2 piece, earring and necklace set
Scans from chemigram experiments
Chemigrams are camera-less images created through the mixing of various substances on top of photo sensitive paper. Inspired by this process, I experimented with various substances of my choosing and applied them to photo paper in unique ways. I then added developer, fix or both for just a couple seconds, sometimes repeating the whole process on the same paper. The resulting images were vastly different every time, nothing could really be replicated purposefully and I found myself continually wanting to try new things with it:) very fun and seemingly endless process to experiment with. The substances used in the reactions on slides 1-7 are as follows:
Citrasolv, lemon juice/lace, bodily fluids/found sharpie doodle, dried rose petals/lemon juice, wax and soap
I made this one of the times I was trying to quit smoking because I thought I could gross myself out enough through the process of dissecting other people’s found ciggy butts yet all that occupied my mind was how badly I wanted to light one
I went to a funeral for ghosts on Thursday
it felt like graduating high school with my best friends again
it felt simple, get drunk on life and celebrate the end
except that was 2 years ago
and now we just get drunk
garbage collected from the couple main locations I used to spend time around when in active addiction. It is a sweetly sickening experience to go back there and indulge myself in memories yet I am compelled to do so anyway despite the seemingly constant anxiety that comes with the fear of relapsing. I’m terrified of falling back into previous behaviors again and never knowing what day it was, where I was, or who the hell ate the last of my Xanax (it was probably me) yet I still find myself needing to drive around town and visit the places I need, to feel the familiar presence of that pain nonetheless. Instead of giving in to old habits though, this time I just took a walk and grabbed some garbage. I do this to remind myself I am in control when I’m sober and not gonna just be overcome by some magical force that makes me start popping pills again without being able to control it or stop it I guess and I have the free will to explore the boundaries I can have with myself.
