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Synapse, 2008

8x8x6"
Wood, LEDs, wire, string

Synape is the phemomenon that occurs when two neurons connect. This is basically a detail of the Hippocampus.

 

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Ohm, 2007

8x10x6"
Wood, LEDs, wire, string, transparancy

Ohm is the frontal view of the Hippocampus referencing the
Third Eye.

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M-42, 2007

16x20"
Digital Inkjet Print

The M-42 Nebula was photographed by Rex Parker.

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Home = Heart, 2007

4x6"
Postcard, Type-C prints, ink

This postcard was mailed to my parents.

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Boots, 2007

11x14"
Digital Inkjet Print

A wedding gift for my sister.

the experiences shared between two people starts the moment their paths cross. with every experience, the paths cross more and more weaving the bond that can't be broken. the two thoughts, two memories, two hearts, two emotions, two beings gradually become one on the roller coaster racing through life together.

 

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Plate Kiss, 2006

Lipstick on Paper Plate

Inspired by Hikari Nakagawa.

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What I Hear, 2006

6x4"
Canvas board, Type-C prints, ink
from series called Walk

The times when I listen to others is when I really try to feel what they feel or associate my thoughts with their thoughts and relate it in a way where I can understand the breath they are breathing in exhaling obsessively. I understand the obsessions. I'm hearing the inbetween a lot right now. It is a neutral balance of both sides... above and below... in and out... mentally and physically. The perfect balance is calming and arousing at the same time. But the neutrality is a little numbing because I am so used to the peak of one or the other. The peaks are what drove me before but there is a constant... consistent place to go now. Is that my only driving source? I doubt that is my only driving source.   I know it isn't.  I am beginning to see the actuality of the balance.  The perfect balance should be considered a peak, too. Maybe the balance I have always strived for is real.  The floating balance pulling equally from all sides makes a humming sound with a faint heartbeat. The things whispered in my ears from both sides are what I hear. Every angle is included making the whole.

 

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I Know What To Do, 2006

8x10"
Canvas board, Type-C prints, fabric, string, ink
from series called Walk

The black hole gets bigger at times...sucking everything in closer to it...strangling the constellations so they are no longer visible. I strain my eyes to see them and bring them back to their original comfortable place. It's hard to breath when they are moved. Though...they really are constantly moving. The universe is constantly changing. That consistent change is what I rely on to move myself. It's when there is unexpected movement that causes the strangling...but it's not so bad. Some parts of my veins are bigger and I get a breath of fresh air. There is a calmness today. There is a little bit of black hole seeping through. There is that shrinking of my veins. There is warmth but I feel cold. There is heaviness. My muscles can bear a lot of weight. It's calm because it's numb today. It's the nebula spinning out of control. It goes blood cell by blood cell. It's my eyes that have the most blood flow. It's the gravitational pull that affects me. When the calm is present...that is when I feel my heart beat and my breath and my one train of thought that runs smoothly. I know what to do. My eyes are the catalysts for my thoughts of breathing. The wind catches it most of the time. If you plug your ears when it's really windy...the movement is what you see. The hair whipping your face. The tears that form in your eyes. The cells know where to go so they continue no matter what.

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Explosion, 2005

6x4"
Postcard
All On The Outside, Mail Art

The only constant is the change. And the only way to breathe is to think about it unconsciously but when the word breath is even mentioned how can you not think about your own. Walk walk walk has been a common theme lately. This is the time to go places and see and breathe. Take a deep breath to go under everything I even take a breath now. This is kind of what it's all about. Period of time and then my finger gets stuck to the place where it came from. All I see is what's in front of me and the motivation is gone. The constant is the change then there is an. Explosion. There are some things I don't want to tell people. And then we will be equal. I am longing to be equal to share to understand and to feel and to remember myself to know what I am thinking to myself. The beat makes me move...there is the beat. I tiptoe back to the beginning when the first breath is taken I tend to sigh a lot it helps the explosion come out from under the breath along with the changes that are the only constant. It has always been difficult but I know it will remain for the rest of my life.

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Yeah, 2004

4x6"
Postcard
All On The Outside, Mail Art

This is how things seem to be. In the middle of a conversation...too much in your own mind about the conversation that leads to the wrong conclusion. It is the way is has always been. Not in the right place but too much to say. When I do speak...it will be in a way to be heard and not misunderstood. I will say what I want when I want...yeah.

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Heart, 2004

4x7"
Postcard
All On The Outside, Mail Art

Sometimes I can feel my heartbeat. The minute things are what count. The chemical makeup, the blood, the breath. Too small to see. Only feel. It goes unnoticed unless everything stops. When you stop walking stop looking only breathing then is when you can feel the heartbeat. Then is when it makes sense. There are effects of the beat of a pulse, neck, the breath through the nose. Then thoughts start to flow along with blood running through only some come to realize that we are all existing and there is some purpose of breathing and feeling your heart beat. It is because you are real.

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Sewn, 2004

6x17"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as camera and found image.

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Meandering Wind, 2004

11x14"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as camera and photograph.

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Hide, 2004

11x14"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as camera and photograph.

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Running Through, 2003

36x36"
Digital Inkjet Print

(part of BFA Thesis portrait series using a scanner as a camera)

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Trust, 2003

24x36"
Digital Inkjet Print

(part of BFA Thesis series using a scanner as a camera)

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Tongue, 2002

16x20"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as a camera, no manipulation.

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Exist, 2002

16x20"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as a camera.
Text in hair reads exist.

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Let Go, 2002

20x16"
Digital Inkjet Print

Used scanner as a camera.
Text in hair reads let go.

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For Real, 2002 (detail)
rollover image for installation

48x30" Installation
Polaroid transfers on watercolor paper, plexiglass, wire

Sequences read:
am real.
be real.
for real.

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Watch, 2002

20x24" each
Type-C Prints

Lips read watch.

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Come In, 2002

11x14" each
Type-C Prints