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I am an artist living and working in Lancaster, PA, with my family. The Obsessive Dollhouse is a lengthy investigation into how the home can serve as a surrogate body, a creative haven and as an isolating and insulating space to keep us from feeling other's suffering. This is a self renovation blog. Through construction/ renovation and destruction, through natural and unnatural forces, this blog will document the process. In the end what will be left?

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Water Shut Off/Foreclosed

Broke in to my own house.  Got the photo album and essentials.  Damn!


and a few other things.  Fuck!

Tuesday, October 7, 2014

The Heat Today Was Unbearable

The sun was so hot, the paint bubbled on the house and I thought it would catch fire.  Dry heat.  As the paint scorched, a chemical smell permeated the air.  I poured water on the clapboards.  111 degrees in October.


Thursday, October 2, 2014

When the Bed Bugs Came

You do not see them.  The bloody sheets in the morning are the only clue.  We cannot leave because we are the hosts.  All fabric has to be washed and dried and put in bags.  The pesticide is sprayed on the undersides of the bed and dresser drawers.  Our home is not our own.  Ashamed.  Trapped.





Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Electrical Fire in the Bathroom


Flames shot out of the ceiling and then black smoke.  Not sure how old the wiring was.  Bad burning smell.  And then silence.  I hope I don't have to rewire the whole house.  How long have you lived without lights?  When did your home almost burn down?

Two Worlds


The real and unreal are coming closer together.

We Are Electrified






Having lights creates a kind of life in the house.  A warmth.  It feels good to turn on the lights.  It is more like home.    Do you imagine your home with the lights on?  

Monday, September 15, 2014