Public Works, Photography, and Social Practice (2021-present)
My practice often investigates notions of procedure, steps, and operations and how arrival is both a single moment and an unending state of flux. Objects are always ephemeral, malleable and individual, and the space they inhabit are essential to the idenitity of the objects themselves. The objects that I make exist as an artifact of the necessary intervention of the viewer or participant of the work. While I often make sculpture, and think about making in relation to sculpture, my practice is inherently social.
This is an archive of some of these projects beginning in 2021 before meeting my mentor Rirkrit Tiravanija, who inspired many of these works. In 2024 I participated in MoMA PS1's survey exhibition of Tiravanija's work where I performed many of his pieces including Untitled 1990 (pad thai) and untitled 1991/2008 (shall we dance).
During my graduate studied at Columbia I co-led a class titled Making Without Objects under his guidance.
Paper Boats (2021)
On Tuesday October 26 2021 there was a particularly heavy rainstorm and my usual artist assisting job was cancelled for the day. I spoke to my mom on the phone that morning, and she told me there was a big puddle outside her window. She said that she wished we could make paper boats to float together like we did when I was a child. Later that afternoon I took a walk through Tompkins Square Park, and I stumbled upon a big puddle. It made me think of my mom. I went to my apartment and grabbed a box of crayons and the paper left inside my printer, and made my way back to the big puddle. As I began folding and sailing these boats in honor of my mother, I found myself interacting and sharing the experience with the park’s passers by. People young and old, local and visitor, joined me in folding, conversing, and sailing into the unexpected circumstance that was this day, filling the puddle with dozens of paper boats, each one alive and unique. As the hours went by and the floppy saturated boats sank, the puddle itself began to shrink and evaporate, revealing the fragments of these encounters, soaked in the material that made the day possible.
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24 Balloons (and One For Good Luck) (2021)
In the year of 2021 on my 24th birthday I bought 24 balloons and one for good luck, and distributed them to the people in my neighborhood, taking pictures of the recipients (with their consent). This is a series of those images:
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