I looked for a good name for this one, but they all seemed too corny. The Taxidermist And the Topiary Haberdasher, for example.
I’m not trying to say anything with these collages. My visual art has never really been about messaging. That’s what words are for. These are more like dreams, a rearranging of the past without rhyme or reason.
Constructed from images collected in Mexico, Guatemala, Maine, and Arizona.