I cycled solo more than 2300 miles across the US. I was fascinated by the subtle gradations of the road surfaces, as well as the wide range of markmaking done by road crews (tar patches, poorly graded surfaces, rumble strips). Over those many miles, I began to think of my tanlines, scrapes, bruises and acne marks as the same sort of markmaking. I studied how the sun dried my skin, how grease and grime settled around my fingernails when I had to change a flat or what the stubble on my legs looked like when I didn't shave. All of those marks seemed as important to me as putting graphite or ink to paper. This is a continued exploration of themes that have long interested me such as the boundaries between nature and artifice, as well as embracing subtlety and understatedness.