Obfuscating and revealing, I produce objects that generate meaning from the abyss of ambiguous information, pummeling the mesosphere of the senses. I am a radio, a receiver, separating signal from noise and then selectively masking the signal until it becomes noise again. Why let those pearls fall back into the frothy sea of confusion? Because everyone says they want reality, authenticity, and complete control. What they really want is repose, a baroque wall, a snowy white blanket of noise. I can do that. I am here to be the Wizard of OZ and draw a curtain on your Kansas.