Like an incognito detective, I am fascinated by ambiguity and the power of physical transformation. I exist in a world of contradiction, requiring both the participation and protection of my individual reality. I desire equilibrium, but while I attempt to form a cohesive narrative, there is an overwhelming sense of displacement. I peek through cracks in the windows, along the walls, and beneath the floors. I bring skeletons of fear, fantasy, and fetish back to life, dancing them out of closets long since forgotten. Some of my photographs bend the truth. Others are obvious lies. The more questions I ask, the less answers I find, but not all those who wander are lost.