Even the most casual observer notices the trash that litters our city. Cigarette butts, and plastic bottles clog our gutters and sidewalks. These manifest the natural chaos permeating our high-tech cities. I selectively collect these materials: orange plastic, Newport boxes, pink straws, and blue paper. Back in the studio I transform the detritus into raw material: boiling gum, blending paper, shredding plastic etc., decomposing the indecomposable. Piece by piece, fiber by fiber, these bright, colorful substances are reformed on the walls, floors, and ceilings of the gallery. The application is slow and piecemeal like the germination of a fungus -- creating an ecology -- completing a missing link in the cycle of life by giving our waste a means to regenerate. Growing out of cracks and across the walls of the sterile environment of a gallery, the forms resemble the pests and molds we so meticulously attempt to eradicate. Orange blades of grass flourish in the corners, while bubble gum insects devour Newport weeds. But this installation isn't nature. The colors are the gaudy hues of our consumables: orange, pink, and teal. Colors devised, not to blend, like in nature, but to be noticed, to be consumed by the viewer.