“Is it hard to make arrangements with yourself, when you’re old enough to repaint, but young enough to sell?”

-Neil Young

My home state of California possesses its own solar system of mythologies. By re-appropriating symbols I have collected throughout the years of my seaside existence, I am aiming to celebrate the presence of the spiritual and electric as it exists in this particular landscape and its many modern day tribes.

One of the most totemic characters that can be found gliding along side any stretch of the pacific coast is the rolling home or truck house. Similarly to people, their contents are mysterious, their exteriors chronicle the passing of time with lines of age and they are infinitely questing.

With this recent body of work, I am trying to illustrate a dreamscape rooted very solidly in my own desires, where life is simultaneously settled and nomadic. The advent of discovery and escape are supplemented with the comforting contents of home. Certain visual systems of plans, reminders, routes or tonics have become surrogate convoys to aid in a safe journey. I am interested in the collection of these systems revealing the archeology of this idyllic lifestyle as it applies to my own history, present and the unknown of my future.