What is the shape of our labor?
Can we r.i.p. before we die?
Issues of class, access, agency, resource and ritual related to my specific labor as an artist and to notions of collective laboring initially took shape in a series of cemented studio shoes, plastered work gloves and deconstructed, blue collared work shirts.
Recently, these interests materialized in the exhibition Architectures of aspiration (r.i.p.), a show about workers and working, about aspirational endeavors and the structures that support or impede their fulfillment.
Deconstructed work shirts, embroidered shirt tags memorialized in lucite, bread loaves stuck and stuffed variously in work overalls, white collars on a stick, and video projection of a portly baker tenderly kneading dough created cross talk within the exhibition space. These discrete but related works commemorate past labor, pay tribute to work well done and call into question labor practices now.