We are constantly coming home and leaving. We lose; we add; we change. There is a commonness and uniqueness of these experiences. Stale spaces--the mall parking lot, an empty community pool, a neighborhood cul de sac at dawn--are subjects that come to life by exploring their contrasising energies of boredom and beauty, stasis and comfort. Places close to home but 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.