I am consistently wanting to make everything.
And, then I want to make everything else and then I make some things and then they live in a hard drive or on a shelf or on a wall or in storage or at a friends house (Thank goodness for friends who love your stuff) or wherever it lands. That does not work. Showing your work is important and yet I have been opposed to participating for some unknown reason. Slowly unraveling the reasons, I realize that the Art world as I know it is not very interesting. The people are interesting. It is fun to swim in a sea that is over saturated with self worth and importance and a never ending supply of booze and conversation. It is the conversation that I love, it is the moment within a conversation where a group has a shared mutual mind. Even if only for a brief moment, this is the data exchange that intrigues me.
This is why I leave my studio to venture to your show/ studio / lecture / conversation.
There is a fear when you are creating your own reality that is solely based on what the hell am I building philosophy of life.
What are we building? What am I building? These are all questions that I contemplate at the very least once a week.
On this note, I am committing to redoing my website and making all of my blogs and Etsy and Pinterest and tumblr and Facebook and all of the other things I forget passwords to quite frequently (Don't judge, there are lots of moving parts both inside and outside of my mind and world.)
Either way, I have needs and my need for a flat file tends to be superceded by my desire to ride my bike.
In the mean time, here are some images from all of the combined media I have been working on.
Making Moves and Waving. 2014
time. time. time. 2014