There is a lot of conversation in artwork.
A lot to say about the relationship of perspective,
of the viewers perception, of flatness and objectivity:
For the last year,
I spent my practice drawing out
tactile work from an intangible, online realm;
creating compositions
from our perspective
through its lens...
the framing device
of the monitor screen,
abstracting our own forms
from our fleshy reality.
So re-create a tactile side -
so make a reformation of the input.
I like doing it so much I might
want to change the subject.
offer a more direct exchange...
of material on material,
like gestures of charcoal or pen,
of pencil or paint,
expressive, fragmented, sensitive marks.
the back and forth of marks on a page,
a growing form of the abstracted humanoid
I want to find niches in the real world again.
Its like swapping the glass screen for baking paper,
its like switching the Hi def. for analogue,
its like swapping the mac for an apple.
it just tastes better...
my charcoal is licking marks along
the rough handmade paper;
who rolls along, just casually,
puffing dark dust clouds with
a sharp rustic smell.
the smell,
its pretty meets pressure, its figments in friction,
pulling out these liquid hints
I just keep finding it exquisite
how the delicate seems to grow into
such scrambling, gestral branches,
thickening its roots until something starts to bloom,
starts to breathe.
