In a small town in rural America, there is a decomposing deer head, which sits perched atop fencing, stacked against an old, rusty, red dump truck. Reflections of trees decorate the grimy glass of the windshield, and clouds move leisurely across the country sky.
This is where I was raised; this is where I call “home.” Growing up, our house always had a wide collection of taxidermied animals that were harvested by my father. I am fascinated by the presence of these trophies, and I am interested in how these animals now exist in an in-between state. It was difficult for me to understand why he would display them with such pride and grandeur. I know, now, that they are nostalgic mementos that embody unforgettable tales from his past.
I am inspired by my father’s trophies and by my own sentimental experiences of hunting and fishing back home in southern Indiana. My sculptures focus on the plants and animals I take, capture, and kill while performing the ritualistic pastimes. Seeking everlasting life in a fleeting world, my work suspends and preserves these nostalgic moments from my past.