When I was a kid our family vacations consisted of loading up the station wagon and hitting the open road. We would stop at all the historical markers along the way to read the plaques that record what had happened on that spot. As I got older, I started to wonder who had written the words etched into these historical memorials. Whose truth did they describe? My art practice centers on the appropriation of history and the production and consumption of myth. I address issues of memory, identity, patriotism, colonialism, and climate change.