Images from the American West
I grew up in the American West. Mostly in Los Angeles, which sometimes puts a glossy veneer on the American Dream. On family vacations, we would get in the car, or the camper on my Grandpa’s truck, and drive to the wilder places. Long highways leading to small towns, and vast vistas. Places where churches and strip clubs exist on the same block, where one can buy homemade ice cream, assault weapons, knitting supplies or taxidermy all at the local drugstore. Or where, looking the other direction, the untamed view takes ones breath away. Many of the places I have photographed are changing rapidly, making way for high rises, strip malls, and box stores.
There is something quintessentially American about the big highways and lonesome winds, the strange glimpses of the selling of dreams, of momentary pleasures and necessities, the fortune tellers and coffee shops, the sacred next to the profane. America is struggling at the moment, about which way to go, which side to choose, which road to follow. The divides of race, gender, class, and tribe are ever more clearly drawn. With images of my hometown, and the roads leading out from it to the horizon, I am attempting to navigate the wilderness.
I’m Fine, Everything’s Fine assembles the artifacts of our ever faster unraveling—ritual objects for an apocalypse on many fronts. Fast food and pink relief for heart burn and nausea. Tarot cards and shipping labels. Each still life is part obituary, part altar, documenting the strange comforts and consumer detritus we clutch as the news cycles spin and the planet burns. The compositions walk the line between sincerity and satire. They ask: What if this is the new normal? They are both a self-portrait of daily life, and a country in chaos, as well as a quiet scream into the void of late stage capitalism.
Here are the wilting sixtieth birthday flowers, the insects that invade, the stuff we hoped would make us feel safe, the decaying fruit that we forgot to eat, the birds that few into the walls of glass, the talismans of hope for the future. Set against the sometimes chaotic outside world, here are the mundane and magical objects we accumulate bring comfort in these wild times.
While the world keeps glitching—climate collapse, indictements, an algorithmic spiral—we keep lighting scented candles and hitting "add to cart." Perhaps this is what the end looks like: not a fireball or a reckoning, but a pile of Amazon boxes, half a bottle of tequila, and a Magic 8 Ball, which is as good an oracle as any. That and cats quietly judging us all.
Candles, Crystals, Iron Bear and Monkey Coin Holders, Snow Globe, Matches, Tarot Cards, Cups, Wand, Coins, Sword Letter Opener
Tequila Bottles, Lemons, Limes, Ladybugs, Jigger, Silver Bowl
Cardboard boxes, Packaging, Box Cutter, Alcohol Wipes, Rubber Gloves, Energy Drink, Felt Tip Pen
Garbage Can, Toilet Paper Roll, Feminine Hygiene Products, Plastic Wrappings, Q-Tips
Birds’ Nests (Twigs, Grass, Straw Wrapper), Ostrich Egg, Two-Headed Duckling
Ceramic Vase, Flowers, Leaves
Black Cat, Dead Bird, Feathers, Bobcat Skull
Watermelon, Mango, Strawberries, Letter Opener, Egg, Porcelain Cups, Lipstick, Tissues, Marker
Pears, Tomatoes, Cake Stand
Cat, Globe, Finch, Ceramic Plate
Glass Bottles, Corks, Labels
Hamburger, Fries, Ketchup, Cheetos, Diet Coke Cans, Straw, Pink Bismuth, Paper Napkins
This series portrays a distinctly other view of the world. With a direct gaze, images based on mythology and literature capture detailed yet ambiguous moments, that are at once intimate and surreal. The use of the negative invokes flipping the idea of what is feminine, provoking a closer look at the viewer's assumptions.
There are women with rumpled hair and tattoos juxtaposed with those of an outstretched hand, and a floating jellyfish, evoking a sense of fragility; of life delicately balanced, of the danger inherent in our being. These images convey a powerful yet vulnerable energy, suggesting that the feminine possess a magic of its own - a kind of capability that is both captivating and unsettling.
The work challenges conventional notions of beauty, offering an alternative view that is both raw and lyrical. Through the linking of these seemingly discordant images, the viewer is extended an invitation to consider the world in a new and unexpected way. They evoke a sense of being on the brink of something momentous and mysterious, and address the simultaneous power and risks of being a woman.