THE CHILD BALLADS
The eerie, visceral, and unsettling imagery of ancient Scottish and English ballads
APPARITIONS
One disenchanted and one enchanted eye, haunting the expansive territories of the American West
PINE CONE CLOAK
A garment made from Jeffrey Pine cone scales at the Sagehen Creek Field Station
TRANSFIXED
Attempting to address climate change through metaphor and memento mori
TRANSFIXED: STUDIES
Experiments in freezing
PLOT (KLUANE)
Windows into the complexity of land at eye level
NESTS
Paintings of sculptures made from human hair
SHIPS OF THE DESERT, BY NAME
On the individuality of camels
FIELD JOURNALS
Australia, the Arctic, and the American West
TRANSPLANTS
Costumes made from Wyoming plants
THE ONLY THING EVERYONE KNOWS ABOUT US (IS WRONG)
AMONG THE FINAL THUNDERS OF THESE ICES
Time in the Far North
UNSTABLE GROUND
Created while in residence at the Teton Artlab in Jackson, Wyoming, this series of small paintings investigates the range of t
UNSTABLE GROUND II
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ANCIENT SUMMER
Completed while in residence at the Playa Foundation in southeastern Oregon, this series of miniatures documents the weirdness
THAT SOUND UNDER THE FLOOR IS THE SEA
A series of etchings, based in imagery collected in Svalbard, printed in collaboration with Frol Boundin.
INVASIVE (FAILURE TO DISAPPEAR)
When I was just old enough to help in the garden, my mom explained to me that the difference between flowers and weeds is this
PESTS OF NATIONAL SIGNIFICANCE
I’m perpetually intrigued by ideas of what makes something desirable, from community to community, and from person to person
HOMING
In Homing, an installation at the historic Albuquerque Railyards, I utilized techniques of Victorian hairwork, a tradition bot
ICE PORTRAITS, OR, THESE ONCE WERE A FACE
These pieces of ice—glacial fragments washed up on the shores of Svalbard—seemed frozen in time as well as space, but were
THE RANGERSOME MUSEUMGOER’S GUIDE TO POLAR TAXIDERMY
“…and then of course, there’s the ubiquitous herd of taxidermized animals,” I wrote in my field journal about a visit
SHIP TO SHORE
In the fall of 2012, I was part of a group of visual and performance artists, scientists, writers, and composers who traveled
WISH YOU WERE HERE
In October of 2013, I was invited to Idaho by the Sun Valley Center for the Arts to create a project about tourism and the Ame
LIGHTS ALL ASKEW IN THE HEAVENS
Truth is stranger than fiction—especially when taken out of context. Presented baldly without explanation or exposition, the
DETRITUS
When I first moved to New Mexico in 2007, I began weaving structures that were composed of found objects that I picked up on m