After traveling to Hawaii and collecting plastic found along the beaches, I have started to pay more attention to the plastic that I see on an everyday basis. The plastic that is left on my street, thrown into my bushes, flattened by cars, nestled in gutters, the plastic I purchase and the plastic that I use.
I've become more and more aware of how uncommon it is to not find plastic in any environment. Just like on the beaches in Hawaii, I found plastic on the shores along the lake in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. I found myself swimming with this pink straw.
Since moving to the Pacific Northwest five years ago, a slow but steady shift in my practice has been using repurposed curated objects as a source of inquiry for both the subject and medium of my work. Discovering and investigating materials is how I become familiar with new environments. Materials range from trash, tin, plastic, wood and paper; cut and cropped from domestic ephemera.
They are the physical records, living documents, weathered with the elements of time. Each artifact is its own chapter. When I curate collections, I am arranging each part as if I am writing a novel. Each installation demonstrates a visual dialogue through placement, color and form. Consetllations of Scattered Bones & Hand Me Down Snippets, is currently on view through the end of August at 57' Biscayne & The Good Arts Building as part of the exhibition, You Are Here, Too.
Ask yourself, what do you leave behind?