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My process for making art relies heavily on the dynamic routines of my daily life. When I photograph, I wander through streets, parks and buildings searching for what upsets their inherent order. These situations become my images. In parallel operations, I scavenge recycling bins collecting cardboard boxes with printed text, looking for language that can be physically edited to invent meaning, and I collect scraps of house paint and amateur art supplies, the refuse of home improvement or crafting. Throughout my walking, I find discarded objects in gutters which I retrieve and assemble in small sculptures and reliefs. The material world, free of charge, gives me what I need to make art,.
In this body of work it is the sum of photographs, collages and objects that gives shape to my interpretation of society. Found and constructed formal “accidents” put in relation with one another form a personal reflection on our times—strange times where cardboard boxes are humanized with sweet phrases to mask a greedy society and where an obsession with creativity meets the death of craftsmanship.
