Here are some thoughts that guide my work. Logic and straight lines are not the premium here…. Confused? Curious? Drop me a line, and I’ll draw the connections.
Let’s rejoice the beauty of inconsistency and lament the social premiums of consistency and consistent inconsistency.
Gravity, the physics of the large, and quantum mechanics, the law of the small, are both true, yet mutually exclusive. Isn’t that wonderful?
I know a lot about a little, and a little about a lot. But I embrace my ignorance and disdain the currency of knowledge. Knowledge as commodity belies the power of knowledge itself.
The upside to indecision is that there is always something to think about.
The key is earnest engagement, for whatever reason.
Is it possible to create without the seed of ignorance? To declare the absolute is to foreclose possibility.
To make is to mark existence—a proposition that strikes me as eminently human, with all the benefits and flaws that implies.
I try to let my work be guided by situations rather than intent. Making art by design is as cutting fabric by template—there is little learned and less discovered. Instead, by working within the confines of the day-to-day routine, what I make, by default, is marked by that which I can’t control: success and failure and surprise and redundancy, to name a few.
Narrative is not the same thing as declaration—narrating is not pointing. We need less pointing.
According to Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle, any measurement is influenced by the act of measuring. Any observation is shaded by the observer. Nothing, then, is objective. Subjectivity rules.
In The Practice of Everyday Life, Michel de Certeau describes reading as enacting voices without bodies, which elude control of any dominating order and create viable operating space for the non-dominating order. I’m not much of a firebrand, but the democracy of expression this idea foregrounds makes me want to shout, “yep!”
In narrative, truth often is found through exaggeration and, even, what is false. This is the point of “How to Tell a True War Story” by Tim O’Brien. I think the same goes for color and form.
Let’s rejoice the beauty of inconsistency and lament the social premiums of consistency and consistent inconsistency.
Gravity, the physics of the large, and quantum mechanics, the law of the small, are both true, yet mutually exclusive. Isn’t that wonderful?
I know a lot about a little, and a little about a lot. But I embrace my ignorance and disdain the currency of knowledge. Knowledge as commodity belies the power of knowledge itself.
The upside to indecision is that there is always something to think about.
The key is earnest engagement, for whatever reason.
Is it possible to create without the seed of ignorance? To declare the absolute is to foreclose possibility.
To make is to mark existence—a proposition that strikes me as eminently human, with all the benefits and flaws that implies.
I try to let my work be guided by situations rather than intent. Making art by design is as cutting fabric by template—there is little learned and less discovered. Instead, by working within the confines of the day-to-day routine, what I make, by default, is marked by that which I can’t control: success and failure and surprise and redundancy, to name a few.
Narrative is not the same thing as declaration—narrating is not pointing. We need less pointing.
According to Heisenberg’s uncertainty principle, any measurement is influenced by the act of measuring. Any observation is shaded by the observer. Nothing, then, is objective. Subjectivity rules.
In The Practice of Everyday Life, Michel de Certeau describes reading as enacting voices without bodies, which elude control of any dominating order and create viable operating space for the non-dominating order. I’m not much of a firebrand, but the democracy of expression this idea foregrounds makes me want to shout, “yep!”
In narrative, truth often is found through exaggeration and, even, what is false. This is the point of “How to Tell a True War Story” by Tim O’Brien. I think the same goes for color and form.