Wallpaper

I am drawn to the way wallpaper smoothly envelopes a wall and sets the mood and tone of an interior. Growing up in a home where my mother changed wallpapers regularly, a wall showcasing a wintery ski slope brought crisp chills down my spine versus the sketch of a covered bridge scene that mimicked our family fishing trips. I studied Charlotte Perkins Gilman's "The Yellow Wallpaper" in college and discovered the psychoanalytical read of wallpaper. Living in a decade where we are simultaneously bombarded and pacified with visual images, wallpaper becomes a quiet substitute.

At full scale, if you stare long enough at Vioxx and Viagra, you may become uneasy. Your eyes are drawn to the luscious patterns that mimic your peripheral vision.