Imagine if a place had an alter ego. Picture what that might be. Ask yourself, what makes a house a home? What if objects had secrets they were itching to tell? Does a stains memory differentiate between happiness and anger. Is the history of events in given place etched into the walls and objects? This is the creative inspiration driving my art. I find myself intrigued with the phenomenology of space and how it can affect the psyche of an individual. I exaggerate and exploit this essence with sound and light installations and manipulate its objects it orders to render the space within the particular context I'm representing. While doing this I tend to mix the objects of my art, the things that have developed a history in my repurpose of them, with the found situations and realties society lives with but tend to ignore or right out refuse to acknowledge. The subject matter I find my self most interested in deals with notions of the mentally ill and poverty and their implications on family structures. Lately my work has been dealing with subjective double syndrome, schizophrenia, counterpart theory and how the subjective experience of a place can blend with these things, cresting in a sense of certain uncertainty. It is a paradoxical place, one of forgetting and remembrance, one of delusion and clarity, one of psychosis and sanity.