"No pikas were injured..." is a euphemism, a half-truth, and a fragment. For this series, I place myself in the role of a collector of random fragments resulting from architecture and half-truths. Collected from construction sites, piles of rubble, and dumpsters from renovations. From this, I propose "phallic interventions" that interact with the texture and shape of the find. I like to see what happens in these often dangerous encounters between surfaces and in the resulting developments and contrasts.