Broken Window Theory I

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Framed, giclee print on archival paper,
First Edition, 1 of 1

April  2022
Frame Dimensions: TBD
Image Dimensions: 20x16”

Orange Party, Plastic On The Sofa, and Broken Window are a three-part expression of home exploring topics of patriarchy, cultural identity and space. Growing up on two continents, home was never a static condition, and as a kid, I constantly felt I was missing something. Stability and the nuclear family were the suburban Texas norms and, with a constantly revolving door of cousins and a seasonally absent father, neither was present in my everyday. Time at home was ultimately full of a gentle love and hospitality but also loud, lacking, frustrating, and lonely. These images are an attempt to wrestle with those ideas.

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Framed, giclee print on archival paper,
First Edition, 1 of 1

April  2022
Frame Dimensions: TBD
Image Dimensions: 20x16”

Orange Party, Plastic On The Sofa, and Broken Window are a three-part expression of home exploring topics of patriarchy, cultural identity and space. Growing up on two continents, home was never a static condition, and as a kid, I constantly felt I was missing something. Stability and the nuclear family were the suburban Texas norms and, with a constantly revolving door of cousins and a seasonally absent father, neither was present in my everyday. Time at home was ultimately full of a gentle love and hospitality but also loud, lacking, frustrating, and lonely. These images are an attempt to wrestle with those ideas.

Framed, giclee print on archival paper,
First Edition, 1 of 1

April  2022
Frame Dimensions: TBD
Image Dimensions: 20x16”

Orange Party, Plastic On The Sofa, and Broken Window are a three-part expression of home exploring topics of patriarchy, cultural identity and space. Growing up on two continents, home was never a static condition, and as a kid, I constantly felt I was missing something. Stability and the nuclear family were the suburban Texas norms and, with a constantly revolving door of cousins and a seasonally absent father, neither was present in my everyday. Time at home was ultimately full of a gentle love and hospitality but also loud, lacking, frustrating, and lonely. These images are an attempt to wrestle with those ideas.