Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burning
       
     
Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burnin
       
     
Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burning
       
     
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Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burning themselves onto the screen of our minds, especially children. I thought a bright, hopeful, unexpected interruption might soften this psyche-burn, making it less dark.

At the time, all access points were guarded by Army men with AK-47s. Another version of me would have found a way in, but the last few years had taken something out of me. I didn’t have the fight. All I could do was tether myself to the ever-reliable forward motion of time and trust the iterative nature of the human spirit.

Happy to finally be installing these now. The char and ash have washed away; so much of the burned rubble has been cleared, leaving mostly just the foundations amid new lush life and an innocent breeze, seemingly unaware of the recent destruction. I hope those directly impacted have settled in somewhere, finding sense of calm and renewal.

I also can’t help but wonder if this can be a symbol for my own life—all the art still waiting, contained within, at some point bursting forth, spiraling forms of color and mysterious scale emerge, evoking a sense I may have crossed into an entirely new realm.

Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burnin
       
     
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Based on paintings I used to do when I was younger, I originally made these early 2025, intending to place them in the charred rubble left by the Palisades fire. I was thinking of calling the project F5 (Refresh). Grisly images have a way of burning themselves onto the screen of our minds, especially children. I thought a bright, hopeful, unexpected interruption might soften this psyche-burn, making it less dark.

At the time, all access points were guarded by Army men with AK-47s. Another version of me would have found a way in, but the last few years had taken something out of me. I didn’t have the fight. All I could do was tether myself to the ever-reliable forward motion of time and trust the iterative nature of the human spirit.

Happy to finally be installing these now. The char and ash have washed away; so much of the burned rubble has been cleared, leaving mostly just the foundations amid new lush life and an innocent breeze, seemingly unaware of the recent destruction. I hope those directly impacted have settled in somewhere, finding sense of calm and renewal.

I also can’t help but wonder if this can be a symbol for my own life—all the art still waiting, contained within, at some point bursting forth, spiraling forms of color and mysterious scale emerge, evoking a sense I may have crossed into an entirely new realm.