The suburbs are constructed places of solace, where everyone has a perfect life, home and yard; places where nature and culture exist in harmony, where children are free from harsh, urban truths, where there is no crime, and people are “normal”. The manicured suburban lawn is the living display of this cultural myth. My photographs are a dark interpretation of this perfect world, both celebrating and criticizing these ideals.
In these photographs, I present an illusionary, tidy world with neatly trimmed bushes and lawns, surrounding small “starter” houses. What goes on inside them, or who owns these small worlds, is another mystery.