This photographic series (2022) presents plastic tapestries positioned in different landscapes. Upon returning the plastic tapestries to the spaces where parts of them may have come from, the neat polite plastic becomes unruly. The plastic vows to misbehave. The bright synthetic colours become discordant and off-key in the pristine wild landscape. The tapestry brings an ineffable type of beauty to the materiality of plastic.
This body of works asks where plastic belongs, and where and when does it become out of place. The plastic is used to create landscapes that speak to a world where man-made material, sometimes smoothly and sometimes brutally, is becoming part of what is thought of as 'natural.'
Unencumbered by the limitations of the quiet, indoor space, the plastic now snags onto branches and crackles and snaps. It threatens to run away.
This is the moment where I have come to love plastic the most: to see it animated, to watch it fly like a parachute, to use my whole body to grab it and hug it into my chest, to let it touch me back.