No Body is an Island

No Body is an Island is a virtual world created inside Animal Crossing. The piece reclaims the ‘island getaway’ central to the game as an anatomy diagram at land art scale. The player, themself a smaller version of the larger body, can climb inside their own skull, walk along their own spine, and investigate their own organs. But this isn’t the culturally privileged and idolized bodies laid out in Grey’s Anatomy. This body is broken and repaired, disabled and healing, transgender, fat and black. This is a marginalized body. But so too is the small self, the avatar which navigates the space. There is no outsider here. There is only self exploration of body/landscape.

The title, No Body is an Island, is taken from John Donne’s 1624 poem 'No Man is an Island' which begins (updated from the Olde English): “No man is an island entire of itself; every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main” and ends saying “any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind. And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.”

Each texture (on the square floor tiles and stacked umbrellas that make up the body) was drawn pixel by pixel in Animal Crossing’s in-game drawing app.

Anyone can visit the piece in Animal Crossings by using the dream code: DA-2449-0971-7638.

Pandemic Papers

Pandemic Papers is an experimental archive. The project logs my feelings within the context of the headlines, painted on the Sunday editions of my local paper, The San Francisco Chronicle. The project consists of over 40 paintings ranging in size from 8’ x 10’ to 1’ x 1’ created from November 2019, when COVID first appeared in Wuhan, to July 2021, when San Francisco finally retired its emergency order (hopefully?). Pandemic Papers gave me a way to store and recall my own personal experience of the pandemic despite my long term memory loss due to my brain injury.

The pandemic changed a lot about our lives and world so it makes sense that it would also lead to a major shift in my work. This is the first time in my practice I turned to painting as the critical tool for understanding the world. I have long been resistant to the medium but when used in relationship with the weekly churn of the newspaper it gave me a new way of finding where, when, who and how I was within that timeless time.