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  • Crawlspace, 2005

    In 2004 I deconstructed the basement room in which I had spent many years of my childhood.  Taking the wall panels, floor, and lighting as materials, a new space was built. This new structure was small, intimate yet very uncomfortable, as the angular surroundings afforded only enough space to crawl around.  In a few comfortable locations, a sleeping bag could be found, a journal of memories from this period of my life, and a telephone replaying sounds from this original space.