The ceremonial site pieces are inspired by the clotheslines my mother used in the fifties and sixties morphed into ritual environments. The drying clothes are replaced with copper, the poles with wood dowels or plated steel. Objects placed among the uprights are found objects from travels — a scrap of some foreign child’s homework, red tuff from Armenia, pot sherds from Crete, and sacking discarded in Provence. Those times forged an appreciation for primitive shelters and constructions.