I love pictures, and old things; my artwork is an exercise in combining the two.
When I sit down to work I don my trusty X-Acto to help me tackle the piles of LIFEs and calendars and musty nature encyclopedias that furnish my workspace. After a few hours of flipping pages and half-heartedly reading 50-year-old articles, I set to work carefully pinning the culled images up on one of my 6 ft. bulletin boards. Only then - only after they have been uprooted and held in suspended animation for any given period of gestation - do I try to re-contextualize the images and give them new homes, and new meaning in carefully collected cast-off frames.