In this project, I strip tools of their utility to playfully look at the relationship of usefulness and value. 

There is a personal aspect to this work. I have seen friends and family diminish as they age, and go from working and employed to obsolete and rejected from the workforce.  In particular, my mother was bedridden and unable to speak for many years. What value does such an existence have apart from its utility? Where is meaning and purpose in life found when we exist but cannot do? This project lightheartedly suggests that existence may be enough, and our value, intrinsic.