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I make sculptures that explore the idea of architecture as a container for memory. |
I make sculptures that explore the idea of architecture as a container for memory. I manipulate materials such as firewood, hay bails, and stone, to create narratives that integrate the psychological space of past with the process of constructing a world with my hands in the present.
In 1973 my father bought 5 acres of overgrown pasture in rural northern Vermont. He camped on the land as he cut a small building site out of the woods. He designed and built the one room cabin that I spent my early childhood in. He was a back-to-the-land hippie deeply committed to the culture of the 1960’s hope of rejecting American suburban conformity, consumerism and abundance. With these beliefs came a romantic return to the rural, the farm, and the land. However, his community was unable to sustain a life with its own hands. In reality, splitting wood, milking a cow, or identifying what a potato plant looks like, proved difficult for the sons and daughters of suburban affluence. A return to the comforts and realities of American society was inevitable.
For some time now, both my studio sculptures and 2-D collage work have referenced the same simple/ traditional materials and architectural forms that my father used to build his one room cabin. These raw materials and simple collection in my sculptures are signifiers of my own heritage.
