Artist's Statement

Manscapes

The border: sometimes separating, sometimes uniting nature and humanity. Where they meet and how they influence one another. Is it a love fest or a battle? Or both? And if it is a battle, who is winning? Growing up in Brooklyn, there were some trees and an awful lot of concrete and pavement. That’s it: no mountian vistas, desert landscapes, and a beach filled with a million people on a hot weekend. I was not confronted with never-ending landscapes till I was in my twenties( in the western part of the USA). By then my vision was so developed that I could never escape seeing the handwriting of man in the landscape, or the fingerprints of nature in the life of man. My camera always seemed to find that weed or grass growing through the concrete, or the way people shaped and surrounded themselves with made-made nature; sometimes harmoniously, sometimes comically, but often antagonistically And so the series Manscapes