I spent the last year living in an attic at my grandparent's house. I sorted through every skeleton in the closet while creating an installation "Pubic Places Private Spaces, a work of friction". After the show ended, I continued pouring through old trunks, books, antique furniture reeking of history and mothballs, photos of my great grandparents, paintings and animal skins and heads to create a white cube gallery.
Home is where you left your stuff.
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