Sadie Cook
In North Carolina, off Highway 52, there is a digital billboard as big as my entire apartment. For the past month, I have taken over this billboard and four others like it under the guise of a fictional company.  These billboards form a rough ring around my hometown. At night, on these billboards, tiny pieces of my life appear, flash briefly, and disappear--a picture of an undercooked meal, some words that I wish I had said to my friends, a picture of myself naked and sleepless at 3 am.

This project is the most public thing I have ever done.