There is a paradox that occurs when confronted with ruins. Our thinking splits into two paths–one that leads backward in time and another that travels forward, paths that are wandered upon simultaneously. The result is the creation of a complex alternative present. We are pointed toward a distorted world in which even what is now new will outlive us in some form of odd decay for other generations to translate. These fragments are leftovers of a public history, which we then make personal through contemporary experience. They are sites from which life has departed, but the discourse surrounding their former occupation remains. This body of work builds upon a fullness that can be felt as we find ourselves in a constantly transforming continuum that is experienced in the present.