Giclée on paper

Signed and numbered on the front.

In the 'Way Back When Playpen,' time collapses into itself. A surrealist digital collage, it's a symphony of myths, a congregation of forgotten gods, and an echo of ancient narratives.

Behold, the curious spectacle of Hanuman, a conch-playing nymph, and a petrified dinosaur skeleton hanging out in a broken-down funfair ride. Rusting away in the back of an abandoned lot.

This paradoxical playground is no random assembly of whimsy. It's a parallel universe, a place of anti-space where the outcasts of our collective memories and narratives frolic in a celebration of the overlooked and the forgotten. It is a comment on how society has grown so accustomed to venerating the new and reinventing the wheel — relegating its own history, its own imagination, its own gods and monsters to the sidelines. As if they were but infants confined to an eternal playpen. Reminding us we’re all the children of myths and legends, and to confine them to the past is to confine a part of ourselves.