The piece titled “Orb Weaver Spiders on My Fountain Drink” is part of a series in which I collect insects in my backyard, place them on my belongings and photograph them; an ongoing examination of the conflict between domestic space and the natural world. I was inspired by a simple moment – finding an acid-colored spider crawling on my front door. I was stunned by the tactile confrontation between our two, very separate worlds. It was such a strange feeling seeing this alien invader occupying a place on our home; that sense that something was out of place stuck with me. I took a few photos of the spider on my door that day, but in order to capture the feeling of conflict, I realized I would have to bring it inside. The spider was an Orb Weaver, and I waited an entire year to capture one of its descendants. I photographed it crawling on my cup because I wanted viewers to imagine touching the spider in a way that could actually be inviting, much like Meret Oppenheim’s fur-covered teacup; heightening that fear of touching it, while affording the chance to witness the incredible beauty of this creature. These moments happen every day, just with greater subtlety; continuing this series allows me to revisit a moment that might otherwise remain just beneath consciousness.