saturation point embodies drifting through ordered transparencies in light installations. At the start of 2019, inspired by Guy Debord, I began partaking in the derivé outside my apartment. A dérive is an unplanned journey through a landscape in which participants drop their everyday relations allowing themselves to drift and be drawn by the attractions of the terrain. Debord’s ethics of drifting calls for defamiliarization with one's environment, capturing the ephemeral through inventiveness, combining speed and forgetting in the act of conscious sauntering. I began slowing down, opening myself up to the possibilities of the everyday. Inspired by the surfaces and structures of the residential, I began composing with balance, form, rhythm, and symmetry in mind. Through sequencing, I have constructed a projected world of relation and perception. Timed slide projectors provide a vehicle of movement and order of experience, mechanically looping light. I spread positives into multiple projectors, placing gaps in each carousel: signs are temporarily thrown and then vanish, emulating the eye of the passerby. Signs are relentless, wrapped in the elasticity of time, the gaze is rarely settled. Capturing the fleeting essence of the landscape I project, into darkness, onto walls, and through hanging plexiglass.
I made it a habit of throwing a piece of my father’s coin collection into the fountain daily.
Lacking a match, I aimed my cigarette at the sun.
Attracted to her length, I asked a lamppost to lunch.
A pigeon told me I had a funny way of maneuvering.
I tripped, and my marbles ended up in a storm drain.
I blinked, and the street turned to a gushing river.
To pass the time, I became a bricklayer.
Tracing the shadows, I dipped the quill in my eye.
I began to move in circles around the square of the city.
My mother offered to take me to see a priest.
I was let go, they didn’t get my sense of humor.
My eyes began to lie, showing me the needle but not the haystack.
While making small talk with my reflection at the bus stop, the hands of my pocket watch flew away.
saturation point, 2022: edition of 30 handmade photobooks, sold out
shows
2023- saturation point, ArtBank McCook, NE
2024
2022 saturation point, Fleabane Gallery, Omaha
saturation point, The Material Room, Richmond, VA
2021 saturation point, Project Project, Omaha
Good Rubbish, South of Downtown Art Center, Lincoln
2019 saturation point, The Redeye Gallery, Lincoln
saturation point, Medici Gallery, Lincoln