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Forward
Today I woke up and opened my eyes for the
eleven-thousand-thirty-seventh day of my life
and had a vision. It was a white bedside table
with a glass of water on it. I received this vision
because light rays bounced off the painted
wood and the faceted glass, then entered the
holes at the FRONT of my LEFT and RIGHT
eyeballs and landed upside-down on the
photosensitive retina at the BACK of each eye.
The retinas then translated the light rays into
nerve impulses for my brain to process. The
brain took the virtual image produced by the
impulses and rotated them again a hundred
and eighty degrees, and combined them into
an apparently singular image, preventing me
from seeing double.

Before I got OUT of bed, I touched the
sheets with my LEFT hand. The RIGHT hand
stayed tucked under my head because it didn’t
need to also touch the sheets in order for me
to fully know what the sheets feel like. LEFT
and RIGHT hand, LEFT and RIGHT hemisphere
of the brain, Northern and Southern
hemisphere of the Earth. What else can I halve.

My sense of space is bilateral, based on a
body that has been reduced to certain tasks,
mostly mental ones; figuring things out. These
tasks are oriented around the brain, the eyes
and the ears. My brain sits at the very TOP of
my body, the head of household. The eyes and
ears route directly to the brain. The side where
the eyes are situated I consider to be the
FRONT, and CENTER to be the height at which
my eyes are set. I look DOWN at my feet and
UP at the sky.

FRONT BACK, LEFT RIGHT, TOP BOTTOM,
IN OUT. The binary positions extend outward
into movement: FORWARD BACKWARD, LEFT-
WARD RIGHTWARD, UPWARD DOWNWARD,
INWARD OUTWARD. The joy(stick) of life.

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There are double of many body parts, and that bathroom. Because I wasn’t using the eyes,
is because the second is expendable. We have my attention was available for smells, slight
two eyes, two ears, two hands, two legs, two gradations and material change underfoot,
feet, two breasts, two butt cheeks, two lungs, temperature and moisture change, and for
two kidneys. If there is one, we are less likely sounds and the direction of sounds. In the
to live without it. We have one heart, one brain, crowded bar, I could feel and hear the proxim-
one liver. ity of other bodies and imagined their eyes on
Three Halloweens ago, I was wandering me. The actual act of peeing and wiping with
from party to party and a guy handed me a eyes closed was no big deal. For all I know, the
giant carved pumpkin head that he had been door was wide open.
wearing all night. I tried it on, and it was the You can use your toes on the track pad on the
strangest sensation. I could see out the eye MacBook Pro. On the iPhone, the big toe works
holes as if I was inhabiting my own skull. The quite well to go through the apps and to slide
large hollow head wobbled on my shoulders as through photographs.
I took a pumpkin head selfie.
Poop: Input enters the system, is transformed, zzZZ
and comes out as something else, with a
certain shape, smell, color and texture; all I had my first dream smell last week. It was the
depending on what we eat and how we were smell of blood.
feeling at the time of digestion. A few days ago had what seemed at the
That man, Hanes, managed to get his name on time like a genius idea in one of my morning
the underpants of millions of women. dreams. The idea was to replace all the ’s in
Hannah Darboven’s handwriting pieces show this book with the silhouette of an apple core.
writing as the embodied gesture that it is. On the eve of my 29th birthday, I had a lucid
Before I learned how to write, I would fake dream. Once I realized I was dreaming, my
it, just making a connected line of loops and movement and sensory perception slowed
squiggles to look like ‘adult writing.’ Before I way way way down. What felt like losing bodily
could shave I used my mom’s embossed metal control was really just my conscious self taking
tschotske the size of a credit card to wipe over for my more fluid subconscious self. I
shaving cream off my legs. was learning how to re-inhabit the dream body
There is a specific part of the movie Lady and in the dream landscape. I could see my own
The Tramp (a Disney movie about dogs) that I eyelids and perceive my arms as extensions
always looked forward to when I was a kid. The of my brain. To walk towards the door I had to
main dog character, Lady, is walking through speak it. Walk towards the door. Turn the knob.
a crowded party in the house where she lives Walk forward. Outside, I was on a roof. Jump
and we are seeing from her perspective, all off. Fly. I couldn’t quite manage to do that part.
the human legs bustling about like tall trees. It was August last year when I was gifted with
When I was in college, I would sometimes drop a parable-like dream. I was in the stacks of a
DOWN on hands and knees at packed parties vast library looking for nothing in particular. A
and crawl through everyone’s feet to get the gray haired couple came rolling a book cart
same perspective. down the hall towards me and as they came
Last summer, N walked me down Flatbush closer I saw a baby albino gorilla sitting in the
Avenue from Junior’s Deli to Park Slope with bottom row of the cart. The man explained
my eyes closed. It was easy to entrust my body that the gorilla is ancient although it appears
to her, even as we crossed busy intersections. a baby. He said if I wanted to hold the gorilla, I
The unsettling part was when I had to pee had to be calm and not distracted, because the
and she led me into a crowded bar to use the gorilla was squeamish.
I have a recurring dream where I find a whole
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the time. Like an attic full of luxurious rooms The only way to get the full satisfaction of
or a whole wing with a beautiful view and a cleaning dust is to wipe it up with my hands.
swimming pool that until that point, had been Today, M got fed up with having to go to the
left untouched. internet corner every time he wanted to look
Right before leaving Los Angeles for this three something up, so he paid three dollars for one
year graphic design program, I had a dream hour of high speed internet. I am sitting here
that I was being sentenced to prison for three in the living room while he is on the computer,
years (for an unknown crime). Now it is three and my whole sense of the room is shifted,
weeks before grad school is over and last night suddenly, the internet corner has spread to
I had a dream that I was going to die of an the whole apartment and I can see internet
(unspecified) terminal ilness in three weeks. everywhere. The living room table is suddenly
a research station rather than a space just for
eating and writing. But in one hour, the spell
will be over and the connection will recede
back to the corner.

The door to a corner store is welcoming to the F was my friend and roommate. She had her
general public and the door to a residential bed positioned at an angle a few feet from the
home is not. wall. It bothered me every time I went into her
When I return to my parents house, the faucet room. While she was out of town, I slept in
turns the opposite way of the one in my own her bed because it was way nicer than mine.
home. I retrain myself at my parents’ house First thing I did was push the mattress against
and when I get back to my home, I turn the the wall, and then just before she got home, I
faucets the wrong way there until I re-re-train returned it to the askew position.
myself. Depending on who I am talking to, I might tell
After college I worked at a newspaper in someone I live on the fifth floor of the Knicker-
Point Reyes. My boss was very romantic. She bocker Apartments or 625 Orange Street or the
preferred candles to electric lights and sitting East Rock neighborhood or New Haven or the
on the floor to furniture. She had one folding state of Connecticut or the East Coast of the
chair that she brought out for visitors. Once Unites States or North America, or the North-
I was a visitor. When I arrived, she was lying ern Hemisphere or Earth or the Solar Sys-
belly down on the ground reading The Brothers tem or the Milky Way Galaxy. East, New, East,
Karamazov by the light of a single candle next North, North, Outer Space. I currently live in all
to her book. It felt like walking into a temple these places.
and I had a strong urge to take off my shoes. Every time someone comes into my desk
Cats seem to follow the sun as it slowly moves space in the atrium, I jump because I am sitting
across the room. They also sit in the window at the computer with my BACK facing the
for hours and watch it like a television. In entrance. I have no spatial awareness when I’m
Croatia I watched a cat staring cross-eyed at a focused on a screen.
bird perched on the roof just on the other side Where I was house sitting in Guilford, there
of the window for five minutes. was a grandfather clock in the living room. I
In our current apartment, we sit on the ground spent the weekend there working with M, and
in the ‘internet corner’ because that’s the only the clock would notify the passing of every half
place with a strong internet connection. hour, and with a special song for the passing
I wasn’t sure if I had the right apartment so I of every hour. I kept slipping in and out of an
sniffed the smell coming OUT of the crack of awareness of time passing. Just when I would
what I thought was L’s door. Then to make sure, lose track, the ding would strike again.
I sniffed someone else’s door to compare. It When I went to port of Los Angeles, I watched
was definitely L’s door. a ship unpacking cargo from mainland China.
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nects distant territories, but in that moment, they would usually be out of place. The snow
the portal-ness of the ocean became evident. obscures the separation between sidewalk
A new branch of a furniture franchise has and road. There is nothing to disturb the new
opened in the ‘gate to New Haven’ area. They flattened hierarchy.
have taken over a mid-century modern building There was a guy walking down the street
and ignored the original structure, leaving wearing a Buzz Light Year shirt, the kind that
it empty, but with a giant warehouse sized could serve as a lazy-person’s costume with
growth on the back of it. They have a larger front and back printed with Buzz’s torso. I
than life sign announcing ‘Jordan’s Furniture.’ complimented him on it as he walked by, and
And the other side of the building is the most he said Thanks! I got it from Disney.
mysterious part. It says ‘It’ in two story sized In the Situationist text Theory of the Derive,
pink letters. You can see it from a mile away. Debord notes a study that tracked a Parisian
The entire parking lot has pink parking lines, student in a year and found that there were
another extreme branding intervention. A sur- hardly any significant deviations in her itin-
prising amount of families with children rush erary, which formed a geographic triangle
towards the entrance. Inside, it’s a sub-par between the three aspects of her life: school,
version of IKEA with tanner, more expensive, home and her piano teacher. Unfortunately,
more leather furniture. I follow the general flow this describes me pretty accurately. Last
to the back of the warehouse where there is a semester, when M and I took the shuttle home,
giant It again over a large entryway. It is dark we lost track of time and ended up a mile past
inside the room, and I can hear music. I enter our stop. This minor deviation put us some-
and see a three-story-high five-storiy-wide where refreshingly unfamiliar, and I could see
space with colored light bouncing off all the clearly how trodden my path had become.
industrially insulated walls. There’s musical I go through phases of experimental interac-
fountain light show, over which children and tions with strangers. In college, I was walking
adults are flying across the entire length of the around suburban Middletown Connecticut in a
room on zip lines, two-up on both sides. There listless mood. I heard someone playing Classi-
is also a bungee rope where people are leaping cal piano as I passed by their house. I gathered
off a ledge two stories down to a large foam my courage to step onto the porch, walk up
mat. A two foot child on the zip line is followed to the door, and knock to ask if—well, I didn’t
by an adult kicking her legs to a David Bowie know what I would do if someone answered.
musical fountain show below her. I was greeted by a teenaged boy who was
rehearsing the piano. He invited me to sit
Two snow storms ago, M and I walked in and listen without my hardly saying anything.
reverse with our backs to the harsh wind. We Eventually, I started to feel awkward and let
were still walking towards our destination, but myself out. He continued to play.
we were looking where we came from and not In this same time period, I was melancholy and
able to see where we were going. We could started walking around late at night. Instead
only see people as they passed us. We had of going to one of my friends, I confided in the
defined a new FRONT, opposite of forward. woman who sells late night hotdogs from a
This sensation made apparent how frontal we metal cart and she let me cry on her shoulder
are. We align ‘FRONT’ with the direction the after I bought a hot dog.
eyes are facing and thus with forward motion. Cul de sacs. Are there any true dead ends?
Even if you are moving towards a place, but Sitting at the window in my fifth floor apart-
your eyes are facing away from that place, you ment, I watched a squirrel travel from the
are considered to be moving BACKWARDS. ground UP a tree, across the street on the
M and I went on a walk during the snowstorm telephone wire, into another tree, to another
a few weeks ago. In a snowstorm, people feel wire, and he got way up the street faster than I
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It would be inconceivable to bring my car arranged by size, but in order to maintain this
to a full stop in the CENTER lane of the I-91 image, this means the tools can’t be used.
highway. One of my favorite things to do is walk around
Four Halloweens ago, I was living in LA. I in the evening looking into people’s windows
didn’t have any plans or a costume (as usual.) (from a safe distance) as I pass by on the
I cobbled together an outfit and drove to an sidewalk. Windows are fascinating because of
area where I knew there would be parties, the lack access to the interior.
and started walking into them. I decided not When a bus drives by with no passengers, it
to talk or smile or make contact with anyone ceases to be a bus and becomes a long, well-
except through the eyes. I would meander lit, moving room.
through, and then watch people from the wall I was waiting for M outside the AT&T shop.
or stand still in the middle of a bustling room. There was a man walking slower than the
I was a creepy character, which is perfect on rest, cautiously. Whenever someone came
Halloween. I managed not to talk to anyone, down the sidewalk towards him, he would
even if they tried. Usually if I am antisocial at pull inside a shop doorway and wait plenty of
a party it makes me feel bad, but in this case, I time for them to pass. He did this for every
felt empowered in my silent bubble. At the third single person, about six times. Then he turned
party, I ran into someone I knew which blew my the corner when someone passed by and I
cover, so then I was just a girl with no costume thought he was gone. But then he popped
at a Halloween party. out again and continued down the street after
If I’m biking on a slight incline, I find it far more the others passed. The limits of this man’s
discouraging than a visible incline where at sense of personal space were made visible to
least it is apparent why I’m having such a hard me like a sour yellow egg around him. After
time. this, I started to see the shapes around other
As I was walking down the street last summer pedestrians.
I encountered someone carrying a full size At the supermarket, we travel down the aisles
mirror behind their back, walking ten feet like through a city street, all the while still
ahead of me. There I was walking towards inside the same marketplace.
myself walking away from myself, what was I ate a quick breakfast one morning. I left a
behind me proceeding FORWARD at a con- piece of a biscuit on the plate and when I
sistent pace. I took a detour from my intended returned home at 2am, I ate the remaining bite
path to follow the mirror until it turned in to an of the biscuit. It was a real life jump cut.
apartment building. I am both intrigued and frightened that I make
Every year, I fly across the country a few times. an appearance in google street view. I am on
I happened to be awake on the plane over my bike on Elm Street in New Haven on my
Summer break as we flew over the Grand Can- way back from the grocery store. In standard
yon. That was the first time I truly appreciated fashion, my face has been blurred out, and I
flying. Then I fell asleep, and the landscape am craning my head to watch the panopticon
was completely new: flat, gridded crop land as eye passing in the opposite direction.
far as I could see. I dozed off again and then As a bicyclist, I have certain privileges that
we were hitched up in the clouds, like all the cars and pedestrians don’t have. If the walk
most generic images of heaven. I dozed off light is on, I can identify as a pedestrian and
again and we were flying over huge peaks of continue forward. If the traffic light is green, I
snowy mountains. can identify as a car and continue forward. The
The Yale engineering building is a good adver- cars zoom past me, the bicyclist, and I the
tisement for itself. Every time I walk by the bicyclist zoom past pedestrians. I the bicyclist
fishbowl space, the tools and machines are get to be slow and fast at the same time.
on display in perfect order, a majestic perfec-
tion. The thing that makes the work space so
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About eight years ago, I was supposed to meet Some of my friends’ parents in elementary
my dad at the movies to see a comedy. I mis- school had a station wagon Volvo with the pull
took the theatre and the name of the movie and down seat facing the BACK window of the car.
I was running late, and this was before texting This was a coveted seat. The rare and won-
was a thing. I ended up sitting by myself in the derful caboose where landscapes zoom away
theatre, thinking my dad was there, thinking instead of towards you.
I was seeing a comedy, but really I was in a I would like to design the bottom of a shoe,
different theatre seeing The Last King of Scot- a mobile stamp.
land, that movie about a genocidal Ugandan An early experience with art: being dragged
dictator, Idi Amin. around the Museum of Contemporary Art in
In high school, E and I went at the Coachella LA by my parents. I looked UP at the framed
music festival, an experience I will never repeat artworks on the sparse and off-limits walls.
(too hot, too many people, too expensive, too Through an entryway, I could see another room
controlled.) It was already a bad sign when we of endless boring art. Then my mom bought
waited in line to enter: they were making every- me the MOCA T-shirt with their logo which had
one throw out their water bottles at the gate a square, circle and triangle in primary colors.
so we had to buy the five dollar Arrowhead That was the only image I liked in the whole
12 oz. bottles inside. People were emptying museum.
bottles on their head and throwing them to P told me about her father who had a car for
the wayside in a huge pile. Inside the festival twenty years. If there was something wrong
grounds, there were no trees, so shade was with the car, he would just listen to it and know
a ‘hot’ commodity. I wandered about trying what the problem was without even looking
to find some. Even the long thin shadow of a under the hood.
telephone pole was taken. Sitting in my car on Chapel, I could see way
I was in and around Death Valley for a few down the street as all the lights changed. Red,
days over last winter break. There was sparse red, red, yellow, green—until they were all red,
phone reception, which was part of why one then the farther ones started turning green.
goes to the remote desert, to get out of touch. The citywide network of synced and timed
When we got into Death Valley and approached traffic signals was momentarily apparent.
the epicenter where the fancy hotel resides We wandered into a church ceremony in New
atop a hill just past Zabriskie Point, our phones Haven last Spring. A procession of males,
got all five bars, and started beeping and arranged from youngest to oldest, was march-
buzzing with incoming texts and emails. I had ing around the chapel wearing robes (let’s say
better service in Death Valley than I do at home. ranging from eight to sixty). Before our eyes
The park gives the illusion of being out in the was unfolding a live chronology of the male
wild west, but then provide visitors with an human species.
oasis of cell phone reception, swimming pools M and I ate dinner at Outback Steakhouse.
and gourmet food. Looking around, we could have been anywhere
I had a job in Northern California. My commute in America, and there were no windows to
was a twenty minute drive on a windy forest belie that fact. By proliferating Outback Steak-
road. There was a short part of the return trip houses far and wide, the CEO has broken the
that I always looked forward to. When I would fixity of time and space, thereby creating a
drive on this particular hill, I couldn’t tell if the wormhole through which visitors can teleport
car was heading UP or DOWN. to any part of America in general.
I was driving my friend’s stick shift truck in I had a job working on a political campaign in
bumper to bumper traffic. The car behind California during a year off from college. We
started rolling towards me slowly and tapped got soon-to-be presidential candidate Barak
me. Some time passed and I decided to get off Obama to speak at one of our events. When
the freeway to avoid the traffic. The car, to my
surprise, followed me, honking. It turned out I
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he arrived, I got to open the door for him as he I lived in New York last summer and noticed
entered the press room. I took my place stage a proliferation of outdoor movie screening
LEFT as he spoke, facing a sea of cameras. I series. It seemed that every night of the week
was able to imagine for a moment that they you could attend multiple different movies
were pointing their lenses at me. on a giant inflatable screen. I arrived late for
the MLK movie and had to sit too far back,
Last summer, we stopped at a swimming hole to the point where the screen was no larger
during a driving trip in northern California. I than my iPhone screen and the sound was
watched a chubby boy holding a cup that muffled by all the open space, so I left. Another
he filled with water then emptied into the air. experience was more successful. The park
Each time, he flung his body in an attempt to was smaller so everyone was forced closer
collect the water back into his cup, to no avail, together and the farthest sitting area was still
and landed with a splash. This task, although a good view. The minute the movie ended, a
technically futile, was infinitely entertaining to team deflated the theatre and it went right
the boy. back to being a diffuse space, everyone milling
There was a kid in the river in Texas who was around, directionless with no evidence of the
there catching snakes all day in the water. previous events.
Sometimes, when he caught one, the snake My dad is friends with Jeff Bridges from
would bite him. I took a photograph of him elementary school. A few years ago, the Dude
smiling proudly with a snake wrapped around invited us to a private screening of Avatar on
his wrist, and he had two little streams of the Paramount lot. A photojournalist from the
blood flowing DOWN his arm from where the New York Times Magazine was following Jeff
teeth sank in. around. I ended up in a printed image taken
I went to a natural outdoor hot springs and mid-screening wearing 3D glasses sitting next
spent the whole time trying to find the hottest to a movie star in an empty theatre. A bougie
pool. Just before we left, I found a person version of the famous cover photo of Guy
sized pool just the temperature of my body. It Debord’s Society of the Spectacle.
was not too hot, not too cold. It was just right. There is a new smart phone called the Sam-
Some people think of the shower as cleaning sung Galaxy Edge that has eliminated the
off the day and preparing for sleep. Other frame on the sides, like an infinity pool, so the
people think of it as cleaning off the night and screen just goes right over the edge of the
starting the day. Sometimes you have to clean device, touching your palm as you hold it. If
off both. you take a photo, the screen appears to con-
I was 21 when I peed in the shower for the tinue into what you are photographing.
first time. I was annoyed when I found out my On my flight back from winter break, each
roommate was doing it and told her not to do seat had a screen on the back. Most people’s
it anymore. But then she said try it before you screens were on the whole time. I was trying
knock it. I begrudgingly peed during the next to read, but kept getting distracted by the forty
shower. It was liberating to perform the sacred or so moving images in my peripheral vision.
act of cleansing and the profane act of pissing My attention flitted between other people’s
simultaneously. Now, hardly a shower goes by entertainment and it was just as riveting
without mixing the two. without sound. I watched a good portion of
I finally read the text on the bottle of Doctor Straight Outta Compton and part of Infinitely
Bronner’s soap. How great to have reading Polar Bear and some weird reality show about
while in the shower. Two familiar activities, a hunter activist (not sure) When I finally saw
reading and showering, mutually modify each Straight Outta Compton with sound it was
other and create an usual experience. apparent how useless the score was. This may
be an unfounded, but I have noticed a drop in
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to be concurrent with the proliferation of the
aforementioned personal media portals.
Watching fire has a similar quality to watching
TV, but with a more communal feeling, because
fire is in the round whereas a screen is frontal.
M is sitting across from the table from me on
his computer. The screen is reflected in each
lens of his glasses and it looks like rectangular
cat eyes changing color in the dark.
My parents took me to see Crocodile Dundee
in the movie theatre. It was my first ‘big TV’
experience. When the crocodile slithered
towards the camera, I ran out of the theatre
screaming.
If there is a TV in a bar or restaurant, it inevita-
bly pulls the attention of whoever is facing the
screen. Sometimes the TV provides a talking
point, but most often it just divides the atten-
tion of the group. Those facing the screen are
pitted against those with their back to it.
For a period I was fascinated by seeing myself
from the view of a surveillance camera on
the mounted screen. I would get distracted at
the Walgreens register watching myself as an
anonymous customer—placing items on the
counter, handing over money—as seen from
above and behind.
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221. 175. 145.
Wedge Lecture Series Gif Announcements eyePhone
Camera: Canon 50D Camera: Parrot BeBop Drone Camera: iPhone
It’s a party where everyone has their smart
227 There is an uncomfortably tight wedge A drone flies and lands in a Wal Mart phone taped onto their foreheads in video
space between the art school and the park- parking lot (a store where one is able to record mode.
ing lot next store. At the point of the wedge, purchase a Bebop Drone.) A drone flies 142.
there is about a hip’s width between the into an elevator and goes up three floors. Still from Lady and the Tramp
two buildings. If you push objects into the There is an overwhelming sound from the (Disney, 1955)
wedge, they will stick in position. If you hissing wings and the beeping elevator The perspective of a dog.
stick yourself into the wedge, you will stick door. 141.
in position. 174. Mirror Walk
209. Fallen Sign by Sikorsky Aircraft Camera: Go Pro
Total Stratford, CT Walking around my apartment holding a
Camera: Canon Powershot G6 172. mirror with a camera strapped to my head.
Walking down the aisles of Stop n’ Shop Wal Mart Parking Lot 137.
with a camera taped to the front of a shop- Install for Drone video, New Haven CT Counter Clockwise
ping cart. The video is then played next 170. Camera: Quicktime Screen Recording
door at RENT-A-CENTER on a wall of flat Still from Breakfast at Tiffany’s A clock is turning backwards at the same
screen TVs. (Blake Edwards, 1961) rate that the second hand ticks forwards,
206. 168. so the second hand is stuck in place.
Wedge in Fort Bragg, CA Peeing on Le Corbusier’s only building in 136.
198. the US: Carpenter Center for the Visual Stereoscopic Image
Karel Martens and me on Atrium Swing Arts at Harvard (Underwood & Underwood, c.1910)
Yale School of Art, Green Building Boston, Mass 135.
Pumpkinhead Selfie
195. 166. Camera: iPhone
Stacks Boxes Must Be Broken Down Seeing the world through a pumpkin’s
Camera: Go Pro New Haven, CT eyes.

Walking through the library stacks with a 163.
Go Pro strapped to my head. Where The Everyday Begins And Ends
194. Camera: Canon Powershot G6
Partner’s Dance Room In an alternate reality, I am an employee of
New Haven CT 2015 the IKEA Corporation. I loop forward and

192. backward ad infinitum through the IKEA 134.
The Sports Haven Roof showroom. I stack coffee tables, jump on A Page from John Berger’s Ways of Seeing.
(Google Earth) beds to test their softness, and keep the
226 193. rocking chairs rocking. I have a singular
Minute purpose, to keep busy.
Camera: Go Pro 160.
Walking clockwise around the circumfer- Devices
ences of the roof of a circular building with Metro North New Haven to New York City
a camera strapped to my head in exactly a 158.
minute. Working Upside Down
190. Yale School of Art Green Building
Collage, 2016 156.
188. Screenless Computer
A page from Abel’s Island by William Steig Kingston, New York
186. Collage, 2016
Sports Haven 152.
New Haven CT 2015 Mcdonalds
185. New Haven, CT
Cruising 148.
Camera: Google Street View Trekker Photo of Laptop in the Place Where the
Monitor Now Sits
Cruise google maps street view in style: New Haven, CT
ride a horse, drive backwards with Lila 146.
Crane, see the street with infrared goggles, Hand-embroidered IKEA employee shirt.
push a stolen shopping cart, give tours Costume for Where the Everyday Begins
with a pointing finger. and Ends video.
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Interviewer: Who is your art for?
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