Virtue in my Veins
During the long hours spent in an intensive care waiting room with my father, I documented the visiting experience using an early 2000s camera phone. I abstracted these photographs and superimposed them upon images of him at more vital times. I sized the images to 14×17—standard chest x-ray dimensions—then printed them on Duratrans and mounted them on light boxes. The finished pieces are deliberately bright and fragmented in order to evoke the interlocking grid of luck and disaster that overlays our fragile life paths. The use of medical machinery in the form of x-ray light boxes encourages the viewer to reevaluate the complex machinery of their own bodies, and recognize the beauty of its seemingly effortless functioning—a phenomenon that cannot be taken for granted at any age.
