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when art is so good it hurts

Glitter. Just returning from floating in the bubble that is Aspen i am struck by Twitter images. A dead Palestinian baby, killed in a fire bombing, preciously wrapped in the flag of his country, a dog repeatedly stabbed in the head by someone “that did not like it”, continued police brutality of pathological proportion – […]

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un-chaos

Not knowing silence (recently). Days have been filled. It is too easy to get into the pattern of sound. Others talking, engines vibrating, planes overhead, music from car radios, restaurant chatter, traffic… I watch Serendipity sniff the air. Her whiskers twitch as she pushes her face in the direction of the light breeze. The sound […]

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collecting

Very ordinary collecting. I have been collecting since mid-May and have a few more precious weeks until i am not able to do so for another 9 months. All i have gathered will find its way to my studio and to my students. There is a tremendous amount of thinking and feeling as a result […]

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It reveals us

In the moments when the silence is the most deafening and the air is still. What happens in our studios? We rarely, if ever, allow people to visit – to see what we are doing. A visit – a conversation about the work when it is not ready is an invasion of epic proportion. It […]

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the new discussions surrounding Agnes Martin

We are in the advent of new scholarship on Agnes Martin; inclusive of some superior re-contextualizing of her work. Among the things to consider in this wake is a new type of model for women artists. Many thought they understood Martin. Pretty straight forward, in fact, there was nothing there really. Well, we instinctively knew […]

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toward an ascetic abstraction

Many energies surround silence. It is an attractor. It is important to perceive when it should remain unnamed.  

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now

The most succinct expression of thoughts on the parts of a whole; the interconnectedness of everything. Of the formal properties of art making.  Drawing as an end; in and of itself. The body that propels energy into the making of a line and the betrayal of the body by that line.  The body’s balance. Its […]

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Orphaned

  Talking is highly overrated; at times, even unnatural. Many people fill the space they are frightened by with their own words. Interjecting themselves into places in which they do not belong. Other sentients go about their days in relative quietude. There are moments of exchange – even chatter for some, but we as human, […]

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Post-August 2014

I like the work i am doing now more than any i have made. I suspect this is even simpler to understand than one would think. Meaning there is not much conjecture to be had as to “Why?”. The drawings are an extension of my body to a surface; a physical practice that betrays the […]

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Where the work rests

To be precise in process. One painting a week would be 52 pieces a year. Brilliant, Gómez Peña said in one of his talks (i paraphrase here) that the role of the artist is to explore the darkest corners of human existence. Robert Longo (paraphrasing here as well) said that the artist’s work is about […]

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