Statement included with mid-residency exhibition, A402, California Institute of the Arts, Valencia, CA, January 10, 2017:

The boundaries of the Santa Clarita Valley are marked by dead ends and cul-de-sacs—the former a product of geography, the latter of manufactured housing and gated communities. In this installation, slide photographs documenting these dead ends are embedded with small projectors in hexagonal honeycomb fragments made of folded foam board. The honeycombs and the images in tandem call attention to the juxtaposition between natural and constructed landscapes, the competing impulses to both extend and enclose, and the inherent vulnerability of lived environments. Colony collapse disorder—the decline in honeybee populations over the last decade, also called "disappearing disease"—functions as a metaphor, an apparently mysterious phenomenon that is explicable only as a result of a confluence of factors, a problem without a simple solution. But I'm equally interested in existential despair; the title refers to the final lines of the poem "Archaic Torso of Apollo" by Rainer Maria Rilke: for here there is no place that does not see you. You must change your life.

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