Bird House, 2019, 15′ x 13′ x 9′, wood, rope, oak tree, town land, Massachusetts

Proximity to me refers to the location in which an object exists and functions in relationship to the larger area surrounding it. I experience proximity in this sense every day as it relate to my favorite daily practice, finding stuff and taking it. Wether taking a fork from the table or a tree from the forest proximity is constantly in the fore-front of my mind. The lumber in this piece came from a private development being built in my home town. The trees where to be mulched due to their location in proximity to the building site. There was a small portion of town land that ran adjacent to the this property. I decided by myself I would cut the trees from this land myself. I was sad to think they would just be chipped away and felt they could become celebrated through art. So began a many month process of strategically removing a patch of pines from the development while eluding the property owners and the people working on site. Proximity of multiple things on many levels had to be considered. If workers were on site I had to cut trees manually by saw, in order for them not to hear me. Chainsaw work had to be done when no one was there. This meant waiting and watching for construction vehicles to leave the vicinity or dropping trees during thunder storms. I was able to save around fifteen red pine trees. In doing so the lines of trees that once so perfectly provided me the cover now was a patch of stumps that clearly disclosed my location. Under the cover of the night I felled the last few trees. At sunrise I returned and dragged the logs from once what was their home and a cul de sac. Neither the trees or myself have been back.