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These pieces move between the abstract and representation, playing with our perception of (sur)reality. These three pieces act as a bridge between the fantastical and the material realities or consumption of the working poor. The overtones of class consciousness are rooted in my own working-class upbringing and serve as a means to venerate small moments, positive or otherwise: box dye from the Dollar Store, buying cigarettes instead of saving for college, eating mostly cheap ultra-processed food.

Exuberant, exhilarating, and at times overwhelming, the works reflect the neighborhoods of the urban American working class where I currently live. The works are loud and vibrate with a color palette akin to artificial flavors forbidden in many Pottery Barn-gilded homes. 

Chaotic, messy, but full of love.

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