This work was made with a stack of stripped down and weathered, useless old furniture bones. The furniture was removed from my father’s house after his death, and then stacked outside, out of sight, in a space beside the garage, the last step before becoming waste. The pieces were kept around because of sentimental attachment. I grew up with them inside that house. They eventually became clutter and embodied a sensation of being overburdened and entangled with things. The stack generated sculptural, performative, and photographic processes. These led up to a performative installation, in which I stacked all of the objects on my body at once while I used them to hang and frame photographs on a wall in a tight hallway at the Broad Art Center, lessening the burden as each piece was removed and each photo hung.