This series began with video & light projections on 18th century ruins. It moved into personal experiences of projection through objects. At times, I thought of projection as physical material, as particles of light interrupted by structure. Other times, it felt like a memory embedded within my subconscious suddenly bounced to consciousness.

I map my videos on surfaces. I also “map” my preconceived notions on surfaces. My practice has been about these activations or better yet, experiences for five years.

 
 

    • I went to art school below the Mason-Dixon Line

      • While eating brunch with my roommate we had a discussion about grits

        • She asked if she was a bad southern girl because she hates grits

        • I responded with my Mom is more southern and she can’t stand grits

        • She yelled back “Richmond was the center of the Confederation!”

          • She is from Richmond, Virginia

          • Mom is from Monroe, Georgia

    • My first African American Criticism class below the Mason-Dixon Line

      • The teacher asked if I had ever been to Africa, if I had any black friends, and when filling out paperwork did, I check black or white.

        • I am Black, American Indian, Irish and Scottish

    • Took Dad to see a Kara Walker show in New York for another class

      • He hated it, called her a gimmick artist, made a huge scene.

      • He could care less about the Pipilotti Rist show the month after.

    • In 2010, I drove cross country and ate apple pie at every diner I stopped at

      • In Chicago I went french apple

        • side Americano

      • Denver served way too much ice cream

      • Los Angeles had rather tiny slices

        • Told a man there I was an artist

        • He said I should contact Barbara Streisand, she was looking to build a public monument to herself.

          • Not sure how I described my work

      • South Carolina, bite specifics

        • It was the last time I smoked a cigarette in a restaurant

        • Felt incredibly relaxed inside

        • Absolutely terrified walking back to the car

          • Waffle House

    • I was bussed into an inner city to go to school.

      • On a field trip to the Franklin Institute we passed my house.

        • Look there’s my house!

        • You live all the way out here

        • That explains why you talk so white

      • I bullied and was bullied on the bus

        • You think you’re so hard because your Dad’s a cop

        • You don’t need to be worried about my Dad, you should be worried about my Mom, cause she’ll kick your ass

      • Elementary school was a shorter commute

        • When Miss Deb wasn’t looking, we crawled under the seats to the front of the bus. I got caught when I rolled into the stairs.

          • You are some hooligans!

          • Get back in your seat!

    • I went into the hairdresser by myself when I was 13.

      • She told me my hair was extremely dry

      • I needed a keratin treatment

      • I did a terrible job taking care of myself

        • This was predominately a white salon

      • I responded with my hair has always been very fluffy

      • Dad came in to give me money to pay while she was still trimming.

        • Thanks Dad

          • Dad is a 6’3 Black man

        • Oh my goodness your hair is so beautiful.

        • I would love to have that much texture in my hair.

        • I know, I’ll use a flat iron after your blow out.