My ongoing series American Landscapes uses the nostalgic language of model making to imagine potent human habitats lost to time and neglect. Here the port-a-john is remembered for its poetic qualities; its graffiti being the only evidence of human intervention — save the single streetlight illuminating its interior. The work plays with the unique viewing experience of miniatures — allowing viewers to take the whole of a scene in one eyeful while also drawing them close to comb for details. Ultimately providing a more detailed picture of a thing. The landscapes are set on junk pedestals so from afar the miniature world blend into a pile of urban ephemera.