In the series Our House is… the images come from interior and exterior domestic spaces. The interior images catalog the unexceptional and familiar—coffee cups, the kitchen sink, stuffed animals, shoes and the like. The exterior images are just slightly less unremarkable—banana trees, the sky, the patio furniture, feet on a pavement and a rocket contrail. Contemporary photography has not shied away from the banal in image making. But here the pictures are not simply another catalog of the ordinary, but take delight in the purely visual as only a photograph can. And to underscore the purely visual play at work in the images–line, shapes, colors and textures, each of the images are paired with another,–as for example in the juxtaposition of the swirl of cream in a coffee cup with the contrail of a rocket likewise swirling in the atmosphere above the banana trees. There is no narrative connection, as these are clearly not stories. The individual images are framed in such a way that might suggest that they were informally or carelessly composed–a kind of photographic vérité. That there is more artifice to the individual compositions becomes clearer once the images are paired. In this format then there is a kind of conversation, created by the tension between the apparent banality of the images and their mannered compositions.