GOOGLE AUTOCOMPLETES IN AMERICA 2018
I started taking screenshots of some of the wild things that google would recommend once I start typing something into the search bar. As my collection grew, I realized something fascinating was happening. It felt like the collection was the clearest picture I had seen of the American psyche. Our hopes. Our dreams. Our fears. All play out honestly in the safety of the google search bar. Part pop art, part anthropological study.
Magnificent Flowers from a Secret Place
I started working on this book on a flight to Senegal, burning jet fuel as the people below pulled up oil slicked fish from rivers polluted by occidental oil companies hell bent on sucking every last drop of profit from someone else’s land and able to do so because of the western world’s dependance on oil and casual flights such as mine. I was quite tender on the plane—not from the guilt of my privilege but because I get nervous on planes—and I started drawing and writing about these “made up” flowers flowing out of my pen. It was a few years before my grandma merged with the heavens, but I reckon it was some sort of preemptive grieving waltz. I knew it was coming, the merge, and I wasn’t happy about it at all. The book is a conversation between a kid and an adult. The kid has found many incredible flowers. He explains his findings to the adult, who listens. I sold all the books, but the PDF is here.
2020 Pre-Election Tote bags
Are tote bags just high brow statement t-shirts? That’s not for me to decide. I cut out letters, scan them, and put them on tote bags. This came as I was gearing up for the 2020 election and living in a city blindly liberal, but reasonably fearful of four more years with a president who drinks 14 diet cokes every day. The yellow one is a quote from “Hafiz”. I just found out the books I’ve loved for years are not actually translations from Hafiz, the Sufi mystic, but someone channeling Hafiz. I feel a bit betrayed. But I also believe the guy is channeling him. It would’ve been nice to know though. I’ve been quoting Hafiz for years.
CENTRAL PARK APPAREL PITCH
New York City’s Central Park has been a friend since I was baby. When I walked into their gift store as adult, I was inspired by the potential to create a brand and gear around people’s deep love for the park. I wanted to keep the design clean and simple and was inspired by the covers of Rebecca Solnit’s books. I got pretty far in discussions with the shop, but haven’t heard back in a while. “Haaaalooooo?”
