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“I live in the center of a city, in the middle of a desert sur- rounded on all sides by the enormity of the horizon. The envi- ronment is harsh. Everything is exposed. Nothing is hidden. I walk and forage in the dusty, hot landscape, collecting seeds, bones and other odd bits that most might overlook. My walks reveal fragile ecosystems, strange beauty—insights in detri- tus. What I see in these intimate viewings  nds its way into my dreams. Dreams lead to poems. Poems lead me to what I cre- ate. I hope to bring a focus,
a new way of seeing, a new life to the objects I  nd. My collected specimens— ephemera preserved, pro- tected—celebrate the end- less cycles of change and rebirth in nature.”
Memory Block 233
resin and wild cucumber 2'' x 2''
Cactus Dwelling
resin and barrel cacti 10'' x 9'' x 9''
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