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In the area of the Pacific Ocean known as the Pacific Gyre, in the Horse Latitudes, or the Doldrums, where the jet stream and the ocean currents create an enormous and slow-moving vortex, garbage from both the east and west coasts of the Pacfic has accumulated. Some of the garbage is deliberately dumped, some of it comes from cargo ships losing loads in heavy seas. There can be found electronics, plastics, bottles, treated wood - all and any human garbage you can imagine has freakishly, amazingly congealed here. This is called The Great Pacific Garbage Patch, a giant mass of floating toxicity. Although it has yet to be fully mapped, oceanographers, environmentalists and other scientists estimate that this is minimally twice the size of Texas. This rank and stinking mess is leaching chemicals into the ocean; plastics are breaking down into very small particals that are being ingested by sea creatures. Jellyfish have been sighted with pieces of bright orange plastic in their transparent bells; fish who use the shady underbelly of the mass are dying, attracting bigger predators who are eating the decomposing and poisoned creatures, and in-turn, dying themselves. Much like the massive oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico, man has not a clue how to deal with this environmental horror.

I imagine that, in a perverse twist on the term "intelligent design", this garbage will begin to spontaneously re-form into new species of creatures. This body of mostly sculptural work is about the Great Pacific Garbage Patch and the new and dangerous mutated lifeforms that might appear - and seek venegance - through the scientific process of survival of the fittest.