In the dirt, under our feet, between our walls, lurks the infrastructure we depend on. White, hard, faceless and sterile, these mechanisms present themselves as separate from humans and our weakness to time, but they are precarious. These things will die, decay, and become compost.

Imagine a world post-collapse. We are left with trash as our most abundant resource, and technology as a spiritual dream. Echoes of data centers, cell phones, and computerized factories and their importance linger in our minds. This technology is combined with our knowledge of natural processes, and are used as tools in both spiritual and material ways.

Compost and conductivity are worshiped. Copper wire, battery acid, clay insulators, pipes and potato diodes decay and ferment in rot. Death is known as necessary to life. Seeds of potatoes, peaches, and pistachios contain potential growth. As the potato's body ages, it becomes more toxic to eat, but more ripe to sprout. This is a revolutionary energy that must be exploited.

Dirt collected from construction sites create structures, insulating and leaching. This earth is full of heavy metals, conducting energy and holding memories. It remembers space, containing the decomposed matter of everything it has come in contact with. It is able to share these memories and store more.

Hopes are whispered into mechanical parts and holes. The internal working of the machine is splayed out but not completely understood. Magical assumptions are made. They do not function as on or off. They are always on and off. Charged and needing to be recharged. As things die, their death charges new life, and that process is happening constantly and chaotically.

I create pieces that show a future that we may or may not want. The world is hurdling towards death, but what life will come out of that death? After the world dies, will we hold onto our dreams of infinitely progressing technology and start reproducing it from the remnants of the old? What will this look like, how will it feel, will humans even be involved?