A father of four young boys told me this story. His sons were out playing in their large backyard one afternoon. At one point, the father went out into the backyard and found his sons wildly battling each other with numerous wooden pickets torn from his pristine white-picket fence. The boys were literally fencing with pickets.

Aside from the obvious pun, for me, the story conjured images of an epic battle where the combatants splinter their environment to extract weapons to wield against each other. With total disregard for the iconic power of the white-picket fence (middle class structure, suburban culture, ownership society, etc.), the manic adolescents destroy the fence with glee.

"Picket Fencing" is simply my attempt to capture the spirit of that manic scenario using a cast of characters I have developed over time. The implied politics or metaphors are left open-ended for the viewer to parse. Remember, it's always fun until someone looses an eye.