“The steady eyes of the crow and the camera’s candid eye see as honestly as they know how, but they lie.” –W. H. Auden

Through the mechanics of photography, my work supplants and corrupts my past, all the while creating its own narrative that is no longer just my own. I am intrigued how, despite my intentionality in where I aim my lens, the resulting photographs often fall short of the original purpose and urge of documentation. From there, my work embraces and explores this futility of the image, and questions what the resulting photographic objects speak to and what ideologies they then challenge.

My images seek to capture and question the geological and mythic America that has been constructed through the camera's eye. I have developed an archive of images, back roads and monuments of my youth embalmed in Texas high school parking lots, and anonymous vernacular images of the past, which I interrogate and integrate into my own narrative through physical and material manipulation. These, along with the quintessential American landscape reflected in the construction of National Parks, make up just a fraction of the subject matter that I work with.

I’m interested in constructing a counter archive and narrative of the American landscape through the investigation of these public and private spaces. I’m interested in how, through the language of photography, these landscapes and mundane, intimate places can turn into something hollow, pulpy, and cheap, leaving the viewer and myself questioning the legitimacy of the image and the futility of the photograph.