consumer class, 2025
A spine built from borrowed symbols.
What once promised movement now hangs still.
Repetition instead of progress.
Inherited desire.
The climb we were taught to believe in,
even when it leads nowhere.
“blood money”, 2025
Red Paint. Broken ramen. Super glue.
This piece is about scarcity. About making do.
About how the things we consume can turn violent. Ramen’s been a broke staple, prison currency, dorm room dinner — and here it’s made inedible, frozen in place. A kind of resourceful destruction.
Food systems fail. People hoard. People hustle. And we keep painting over the mess in red.
I’m interested in what happens when survival materials become static, when nourishment turns symbolic, and when objects associated with scarcity are aestheticized. It’s a meditation on value, violence, and how we repurpose what’s available when systems fail.
