The landscapes I strive to recall are no longer with me. They flitter in and out of my mind's eye, never remembered the same way twice, torn to shreds at a moment’s notice. After years of constant recollection of the same places in my past over and over again, I am left with a skeletal shell of what once was. My memory of place has become distorted and lost. Pulling them back together into newly imagined clusters, I re-collect my memories to form new landscapes. By relinquishing control over the marks I inscribe upon my substrate, lines become indifferent to what is real; the landscapes I recall begin to change. The fluttering images that form my crude canvas emphasize the ethereality of spaces, creating a cloud-like form to be investigated anew. To navigate this nebulous format, I use a series of steps and directions that morph into new entities as they become marks. These marks become my new memories, overlapping the bygone.