According to astronauts,
I’m from the brightest spot on the dark side of Earth -
not a “real” place, but a city of forbidden pleasures,
made not to live in, but to escape.
Child to parents who spent their livelihoods building facades
of places I wasn’t allowed to enter.
Constructing the ‘American Dream,’
everyone in the desert is on speed,
Fitting together the intestinal pipelines of capitalism
we were in the middle of nowhere, inventing a city from dust.
Less than a century old, a place called Las Vegas.
I spent my summers at the Mirage and the Circus Circus,
sometimes the rave carnival in the middle of the speedway.
This specific anomaly of postmodern hyperreality has become
informant to my practice.
My work primarily utilizes performance through interdisciplinary approaches
to investigate the social body
and the nuances of the omnipresent social spheres it exists within;
in scenarios where my personal desires may compete or fail to align with those of
a family member,
sometimes the entire planet.
By working through a personal narrative and queer lens
my body and I
remain as intimate constants
throughout the work, while often costumed somehow and
involving many collaborators along the way.
Internal logic systems,
humor and fun
serve as tools to build up my own language~reality
and break down hierarchical relationships.
as a constellation of multiple and unstable positions,
as a malleable tool
for reinforcing resistance
and offering multifaceted perspectives
opens up possibilities
for personal and political liberation
from oppressive aesthetic and social conventions.
We can reinvent ourselves
The everyday made infinitely more spectacular
I believe absolutely that time is imposed
Let’s end at the beginning