2026 Clermont County Fair
The fair is unique
Filled with the smell of fried food
and animal poo
Seven Students
Seven Students is an installation of seven portraits printed on overhead transparency paper, layered and projected through a found overhead projector onto a silver projection screen, mounted on a wheeled AV cart salvaged from my classroom. Every material, save the printed images, was found within the school where I teach.
The portraits, taken at the start of the school year, document a cohort I taught between 2024 and 2025, my first year building the I.T. Creative program at Hughes STEM High School. Stacked and projected together, their individual likenesses dissolve into a single, ethereal composite, anonymous, abstracted, and inseparable from one another. What remains is not a portrait of any one student, but of a relationship: a record of a cohort who learned and transformed together, and of my own transformation alongside them.
The overhead projector and screen are tools from my classroom that still function as intended, repurposed here to project portraits rather than lecture notes or diagrams. The piece is intentionally modular: this is only one possible configuration among hundreds of students I have taught, and it could be remade endlessly with different faces, different years.
The title remains plain and literal by design. I want the metaphor to live in the image, not the language: light passing through, images overlapping, identities merging. Seven Students asks what a portrait actually is when it can no longer belong to one person, and suggests that teaching itself, like this projection, is provisional, cumulative, and always changing.
Seven inkjet-printed overhead transparencies, classroom overhead projector, screen, and media cart.
Sarah’s Birthday Party
We shoved the biscuits
covered in jam and honey
right down our gullets
Thanks for taking the photos of Sarah and I laying in the grass Salena
We Fight Back Rally
No justice, no peace
Lies and tricks will not divide
No justice, no peace
A Strange Part of Town
It was hot as shit
when we walked through this town.
Not a breeze was felt.
Running: 10.3.24 - 1.17.25
Wind tussles my hair
when I go running outside
and it sounds like,”woooooooooooooooooooooooo”(whispered)
Newport 7.17.24
Salena and I
Went for a walk together
to finish some rolls of film
However, these are digital
Newport——>Covington 7.10.24
A man on the bridge
told me I was beautiful
then called me sexy.
