as it comes down to crunch time i find myself in panic mode. the smallest of tasks seems unbearable to perform, but i find myself moving forward with the breeze of time none the less. donny has been crashing at my place for the last week and it's made the space tight, but cozy. the work is progressing with what seems like little help from me. it is culminating as each box is packed, layers of scarves and jewelry and bags and bags and clothes. the art supplies are still scattered around the room, waiting desperately to be picked up and used.
this show is about progress. i moved to portland with a hiking backpack and three months later moved into this house in the back of a subaru. I had very little when i first moved, and as i make the next move out of the space, i am finding i have so much. This house has provided for me. i will miss it when i am gone from it. there will always be a part of me that longs for this room, for this kind of comfort.
personal narrative. that's what my work is. it shows my growth as an individual, as an artist. the 2-dimensional work is comprised of mainly self portraits, where as the 3-dimensional work is more about the growth. They feed off one another, as the 3-dimensional work gets built, the self-portraits get a little bit brighter and more dynamic and as that happens the trees start to grow and the waterfall starts to flow. the fractals split and break and create more patterns.
i am not fully sure what changes have occurred in me over the last two years. it's hard to point at something that is different and explain how it has changed, but i do know that i am changing whether i like it or not. things around me are changing too. this work catalogues my progress artistically. this blog chronologically categorizes the progressions made over the time that i have been working on this series of pieces.
in the next few days i am going to try to put up as many progress documentation... that's definitely been an important part of the process. so here's some shots for you!
