Food has strayed from being purely sustenance and has become a contentment. There isn't a food advertisement I don't analyze or an aisle in the grocery store I don't admire. I am attempting to articulate the little obsessions that clutter my mind by dancing on the line of what is acceptable and not acceptable with our relationship to food. In my pictures I am commenting on this idea by fetishizing food through division, measurement, and organization. My pictures represent a psychological exaggeration of my reality.