I created the Collector from paper mâché and old newspaper. He embodies the pain that resides within, trying to deal with the overwhelming consequences of the collective indifference to all that is happening around me. Alone I feel powerless to make a difference, yet I futilely seek to create order amidst the chaos. This body of work is the result. Meticulously crafted by collaging and sculpting with disposable packaging, I place my character in various staged scenes representing my internal anguish over environmental degradation.
 
            
          Lost in Foreign Land
 
            
          Work of Men's Hands
 
            
          Count the Rings
 
            
          Forlorn and Forsaken
 
            
          The Loneliness You Foster
 
            
          Never Know Your Worth
 
            
          In Scorched Places
 
            
          Skeleton of Trees
 
            
          We Take Our Time
 
            
           
            
          Party of One
 
            
          Skin of Trees
 
            
           
            
          All the Least of Vessels
 
            
          Polluted by its Inhabitants
 
            
          