For the period of a month, I woke up, took a photo of myself on a disposable camera, without looking at myself or adjusting my appearance, and later stitched the times I fell asleep and woke up. Sadly, documentation of the photos are long gone. 

This piece was an installation combining photography, video and performance. Exploring themes of purity and rebirth, the objects in the photographs create an ode to what is clean, pure and refined. In reality, these items are far from pure. Being bleached, coming from forms of modernized slavery, and in the case of Flint's water crisis, containing toxins and poison. Initially, the performance was a rebirth with the intention of attaining a status as pure. Seeing myself as clean. Reflecting on this, the performance demands to be seen as a shedding of the illusion of purity. Laughing in the face at the idea that anything white, or clear, is pure.

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