FIELDWEAR
FIELDWEAR is part of the archive, not apart from it.
These are garments carried into the field — tools for presence.
They collect dust, light, and thought. The same way a camera holds a frame, a hoodie holds a day.
Nothing here was designed for display. Each piece began as necessity, then memory, then meaning.
Some carry phrases found in the world. Some carry silence.
I wear them while working — to remember that observation is physical.
To see is to move, to walk, to wait.
FIELDWEAR is what’s worn while witnessing.
This is what HELL ON EARTH looks like. Every word on this garment was found spray-painted in the streets and preserved as found. Rage on concrete. Despair across plywood. Truth written without permission. Not made for galleries. Lived. Some words vanished by morning. Some remain. HELL was found on a boulder in the Old Los Angeles Zoo. The work is not about graffiti. It is about opinion — unfiltered and unresolved. Some will call it messy or loud. In practice, it is quiet. A small metal ball rattling, followed by a hiss.
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Recorded in California, 2025. Photographs encountered in natural light without interference.