We are constantly coming home and leaving. We lose; we add; we change. There is a commonness and uniqueness to these experiences. Stale spaces--the mall parking lot, an empty community pool, a neighborhood cul de sac at dawn--are subjects that come alive by exploring their contrasting energies of boredom and beauty, stasis and comfort. Places close to home, yet tinged with certain mythic qualities of wondering how you arrived here. These are the places my eyes have always been drawn to. And with an alert eye, I try to capture what is arriving and what is taking flight.