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Installation proposal as a drawing for PULSE Art Fair, Miami, 2010

graphite, colored pencil, erasures on paper


Work from residency with Camper Contemporary after a trip to Centralia, PA.


Notes from studio journal: not a garden or a meditative space solely. It is also for trucks, for treasure, for notes & admissions, for beer cans, for garbage for shooting shotguns & abandoned shales, for throwing rocks…what will you do when you enter this space? Who will you be? What will you be called. This space is yours and not yours.

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