Do you remember times when you were bored off your nut as a kid, playing that game of staring at your own face in the mirror? You'd persist, to see if a trick of vision would turn you into a distorted, terrifying monster.
Or maybe it was a trip you took in college, baked, fried and thoroughly 'shroommed, that set you off on the path to enlightenment. You could be hypnotized and paralyzed by a casual glimpse of yourself in a pane of glass.
The pairing of the photography and drawings plays with the idea of the double standard. Because of technology, we can quickly edit out undesirable representations of ourselves, no longer having to wait for film to be developed, that quick dismiss of a half open eye, or a droopy lip, looking for the most flattering of images. The large work, is selected, printed and displayed, hangs exposed and temporary. While the small works, are drawings of the rejected images, deleted files, meticulously recreated and framed as something precious. The small works are often drawn on discarded paper, drop sheets and cast of Lino prints, trash meant for the recycling bin.
