Worshiping Mammon
originated with a spending spree. In the fall of 2004, an ex-girlfriend
of mine totaled the second of two of my cars she managed to wreck
that year. Feeling reluctant to re-invest the insurance check into
another car, I instead bought a jalopy and made a list of all the
stuff I ‘d really like to have, but couldn’t afford out
of necessity. Within a few months, I bought everything on the list.
This body of work is the end result: the combination of my object
lust, guilt, and obsession.
