STAINBOYS
When I see the streets and sidewalks of New York City under open construction, the earth looks pale and sickly. Is there anything living down there? Is it ghost soil? Above, the sidewalks are marked with stains. My curiosity turns to making sense and non-sense from these stains. I speculate about the possibility for life forms that emerge from the deep gaps below, and seep up to reveal themselves on the surface. READ MORE
Charcoal Pencil on archival pigment print, rag natural paper.
