Statement
Day after day, I observe the sand around a pond. I enter a former courthouse and look at the objects within: the soundproof door and the ballot boxes. I enter a former automobile repair shop.
I discover a fragment of a gravestone in the woods, an old box of photo sheets in a garage, and a broken frame in an attic. I fill a discarded paper bag with ash from a burnt field and write an advertising slogan on an oversized doormat. A dog digs holes. I place 150 coco coir pellets around the holes.
I suspend an old school chair in front of a bricked-up door and I stick labels on it: Baby Boomers, Generation X, Millennials. I tie coconut rope around a water spout in the wall. A foam sheet painted with the word ‘lithium’ hangs from the rope. I compose fragments of words on the floor with metal nails.
A shepherd set fire to a field. I walk on the still-hot embers, softening the soles of my shoes as I search for the remains of my work. Early morning, ants walk along the raffia net of my work. I ask a chatbot if it can see the tree on the left-hand side of the street and it replies, "Yes," but there is no tree on the street.