The inspiration for this body of work stems from ongoing questions I have about home; as a political structure,
a psychological identity and a physical dwelling. As an expatriate and modern day nomad, there is a sense of
displacement and isolation evident in my work. I have lived on three continents, none of which can I call home.
I do not own land; I rent space one year at a time and have accumulated exactly four items of permanent furniture;
not including a bed. The idea of land, as a space, a void, a potential home; overwhelms me. But nothingness
can be contained and validated by railroad tracks, or a door, or a fence. All function to separate home from
not home, government housing from decent living, inhabited space from no-man’s-land. The home I know is
temporary and with it comes a level of instability. I am desperate to solidify a vastness and through my
materials be able to make a space [home] that is tangible despite its impermanence.