Somewhere between the fast-paced urban life and quiet rural farmland lies suburbia...grids of sprawling subdivisions with cookie-cutter houses, monochromatic color schemes, manicured lawns and fenced backyards. It is a fabricated landscape in which personal autonomy and sense of purpose can get washed aside amid covetous expectations of the American dream. This illusion of pristine order and sanctity possesses a drama that lurks beneath the flowers and behind the vinyl siding. There is an implication of a more honest human reality that lies just beneath the orderly facade that we see from the curb. Yet no matter how many rules a subdivision can impose we all have ways of expressing our differences, covering up our dysfunction thus creating a duality in the fabric of our daily lives.

My aim is to suggest this dichotomy as it is revealed in everyday, mundane events and spaces of suburbia. The images I choose to portray allude to a search for spirituality, beauty, tranquility, and meaning that can get buried beneath a layer of daily routines and materialism. I am compelled to capture this underlying poetry that I observe as it emerges from our attempts to keep up with appearances, and suppress our individual quirks and obsessions. It is an invitation to escape from a hectic world within an imposed, pre-fabricated structure, perhaps allowing us to slow down and examine our own purpose behind the whitewashed exterior.