The Conveniences and the Inconveniences here aren’t real, exactly. They’re a fiction stitched from scraps of blackout poems, found lines, and pages no one needed anymore.

I taught humanities at a community college for a long time, instruction that included theory, women’s history, food, gardens, travel, and so forth. This art keeps that body of work alive in a different shape.

I started making these pieces to see what would happen when I followed my imagination and curiosity after a real night-time-dream experience. I found a fictional town, a mystery under layers, and some characters whispering through cut-up text.

Most of the source scraps are old enough to be free; they're out of copyright, rough around the edges, and willing to be torn and marked up without guilt.

I work through the play of the debris curator.

You’ll find more about the resources I use, if you’re curious, on my Idea Pantry page.