SELF(LESS)ISH, 2019, plywood, Sculptamold, paint, fishing line, pine 2 x 6's, hardware, sandbags, astroturf, takeaways, 86 x 64 x 48”

Language feels concrete but sometimes I forget how to use the right words


Words happen in pairs like opposites



I don’t know if I like it

Because language might be a spectrum


Letters combined become words

Words have fabricated meanings

Fabricated meanings feel absurd


I’m absurd

Maybe water is actually pink

The sky is actually green

And colors are dogs

Cats are cars

Words are goners


Most of the time I can’t explain it

I feel selfish and selfless at the same time

Everything all at once


It’s difficult to express


So language is now a spectrum

Words are rainbows