Using everyday objects, combining them in new ways, objects that contain the artists own memories, objects that have their own stories and objects that will take on new meanings by being connected with the viewer's memories. These pieces are memory triggers and if stories are exchanged they have served their purpose. Nothing is random, everything is picked for a specific reason and forms a narrative in its new context. A new complex system with its own inner workings and relations. A bundle of knives hanging from a noose, each knife a remembrance of its own story, some secret, some shared. A darkened room furnished with nothing but a round table and a low bench. Family photos from the 1930's, dangling peach blossoms, an old piece of sheet music, bits and pieces of piano playing drifting in and out...
'paperwork' is a series of drawings started in 1999 and finished in 2009. The drawings were made with a heated soldering iron on rolls of thermal fax paper. After experiments with various heat inducing drawing media, a clothes iron, heated needles, a glue gun etc. the soldering iron proved to be the perfect tool. There may be an allusion to the Chance Meeting of a Sowing Machine and an Umbrella on a Dissecting Table with the artist sitting at an ironing board with a soldering iron, drawing incessantly from the running tv. The drawing considered finished whenever a flickering sequence of images ended. Over the course of the project through the years the subjects shifted from tv and media to portraits in a more traditional sense, with the same level of care or neglect applied to the body of a jellyfish as to the face of a human.
stations. A sequence of California split seconds and frozen moments begun in 2006 and currently still in progress.
The way things are really seen and remembered is rarely a photographic one. The camera eye has nothing to do with the eye of the human. Memories are blurred, tinted, distorted, sometimes they're just glimpses of something caught while driving by. Silence can be seen as well as heard.
A game, a story told within sight of the dancing diamond flashes on the rippling water and beams of sunshine through webs of leaves.
"The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao.
The name that can be named is not the eternal name.
The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth.
The named is the mother of ten thousand things.
Ever desireless, one can see the mystery.
Ever desiring one sees the manifestations.
These two spring from the same source but differ in name; this appears as darkness.
Darkness within darkness.
The gate to all mystery."
From the Tao te Ching