The first two paintings, We Buy Gold and Buffet, allude to signs in a run-down strip mall.  These assaultive commands to consume pair word and image in a manner meant to evoke the nauseating violence of consumptive glut – an insatiable desire to tear out your fillings at the cash for gold broker or to order a viscera-laden burger.

Two other pieces, Do What You Love, Love What You Do and There’s no Place Like Home, mirror the sort of vapid platitudes one might find on Pinterest or Instagram.  These paintings represent a generic, disquieting emptiness which consumer goods, mindfulness, and trite aphorisms are unable to fill.