Augmented Reality: A fascinating, albeit unsettling, technology evident of the larger issues surrounding the housing crisis and the lack of humanity found in aspects of our world.

This work came from my escapist side-hobby of scrolling through housing market websites. Frequenting the three-dimensional scans of multi-million-unachievable-inconceivable homes was captivating. I questioned this fascination when I noticed these scans were popping up in the homes of my childhood neighborhood. A neighborhood of rural landscapes, full of normal average ranch and gunshot homes. This hobby became a curious, voyeuristic exploration of seeing the rendered existence of my neighbor’s homes. Right there, for anyone to see. Unmade beds, trash, framed diplomas, basements full of boxes, ladders, old couches, broken windows, above-ground pools, and half-painted rooms.

Homes of people I never knew, but I could see photos of their kids on the wall. These people started to exist in an alternate reality when I viewed it. Their life became a digital data point.

It felt bizarre. Foreclosed homes, all of their belongings out on display. I imagined the reality of the situation:, losing your job, not being able to afford to live or pay off your loan, some bank reclaiming the place you once called home, this bank sticking some guy with a camera to take a scan of your home. This dollhouse-like scan now exists, copyrighted by some real estate agent who couldn’t give a shit about you- someone who wants you to get out at soon as possible so they can patch holes, clear your stuff out and sell the house. Your entire tangible existence is digitized for anyone in the world to view.

These works are a digitized dystopian still-life of our most intimate spaces put on display.

We are no longer comfortable inhabitants when every facet of our life becomes a commodity. The very concept of “home” is distorted and reduced to a privilege.

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