This series began with video & light projections on 18th century ruins. It moved into personal experiences of projection through objects. At times, I thought of projection as physical material, as particles of light interrupted by structure. Other times, it felt like a memory embedded within my subconscious suddenly bounced to consciousness.

I map my videos on surfaces. I also “map” my preconceived notions on surfaces. My practice has been about these activations or better yet, experiences for five years.

- I went to art school below the Mason-Dixon Line
  - While eating brunch with my roommate we had a discussion about grits
    She asked if she was a bad southern girl because she hates grits
    I responded with my Mom is more southern and she can’t stand grits
    She yelled back “Richmond was the center of the Confederation!”
    She is from Richmond, Virginia
    Mom is from Monroe, Georgia
- My first African American Criticism class below the Mason-Dixon Line
  - The teacher asked if I had ever been to Africa, if I had any black friends, and when filling out paperwork did, I check black or white.
    I am Black, American Indian, Irish and Scottish
- Took Dad to see a Kara Walker show in New York for another class
  - He hated it, called her a gimmick artist, made a huge scene.
  - He could care less about the Pipilotti Rist show the month after.
- In 2010, I drove cross country and ate apple pie at every diner I stopped at
  - In Chicago I went french apple
    side Americano
  - Denver served way too much ice cream
  - Los Angeles had rather tiny slices
    Told a man there I was an artist
    He said I should contact Barbara Streisand, she was looking to build a public monument to herself.
    Not sure how I described my work
  - South Carolina, bite specifics
    It was the last time I smoked a cigarette in a restaurant
    Felt incredibly relaxed inside
    Absolutely terrified walking back to the car
    Waffle House
- I was bussed into an inner city to go to school.
  - On a field trip to the Franklin Institute we passed my house.
    Look there’s my house!
    You live all the way out here
    That explains why you talk so white
  - I bullied and was bullied on the bus
    You think you’re so hard because your Dad’s a cop
    You don’t need to be worried about my Dad, you should be worried about my Mom, cause she’ll kick your ass
  - Elementary school was a shorter commute
    When Miss Deb wasn’t looking, we crawled under the seats to the front of the bus. I got caught when I rolled into the stairs.
    You are some hooligans!
    Get back in your seat!
- I went into the hairdresser by myself when I was 13.
  - She told me my hair was extremely dry
  - I needed a keratin treatment
  - I did a terrible job taking care of myself
    This was predominately a white salon
  - I responded with my hair has always been very fluffy
  - Dad came in to give me money to pay while she was still trimming.
    Thanks Dad
    Dad is a 6’3 Black man
    Oh my goodness your hair is so beautiful.
    I would love to have that much texture in my hair.
    I know, I’ll use a flat iron after your blow out.

To continue with the subject of projection: SIGHTSEEING or hallucinations in the passenger seat, explores externalization and the world. The series investigates auditory and visual perception while in motion. Processing becomes slurred and distorted in order to replicate the senses while hallucinating. Each scenario builds off of a fractured reality.