My practice is focused on structure in series, coaxing each piece within the series to iterate its variance from the constraining norm. Such shaping of the image in relation to its archetype allows the quotidian to evince a remarkable range of affect, and it is this emotional sweep that emboldens our vision to the tragedy of the commonplace, the sluggish evanescence of the merely real. These vented pipes on Valencia Street perform a panorama otherwise unseen and unconstructed. The more I find, the more completely the motility of decay appears to arrest itself for the rendering. There is love in the painting of the world on its way to disappearing, the obfuscation of purpose in the service of sublimity; there is pathos in the witnessing of agency essentially occulted and curtailed.