When I was more naïve—ignorant—it felt strange to return to older work. I had grown since then, right? It shouldn’t reflect who I am in the present, right?

If you accept that time isn’t actually real (as many physicists assert), then Past-Me and Present-Me are the same, just at different points along the time-axis.

I came across the Guardhouse program hosted by FOR-SITE at Fort Mason. The short version being: a site-specific installation (within the 100 sq. ft guardhouse) that, ideally, is a response to the area’s natural or cultural importance.

… Insert my first photography series, from 2017: Sub Francisco.

My work since then is quite æsthetically different. And, yet, my underlying inspiration and purpose (a premonition of catastrophic climate change) remains fundamentally ‘true’ for me.

More significantly there’s still echoes of the same motifs. Jellyfish reappearing, six years later, albeit more fantastical in design.

There’s scraps of narrative in most of my work. Which reflects my internal concerns. Such as climate change converting coastal cities like San Francisco into sunken cities.

I’m going to apply to FOR-SITE’s installation call. While I haven’t done site-specific work before, I have spent the last six years making my tiny apartment into alternative worlds, infinitely larger than its tiny footprint.

And, I feel, climate change is something especially relevant for a (former) port.