start with duality
The two pieces below are the self-portraits of this exploration. Two sides of the same coin. And so I choose to start and end, you here.
I see these pieces as the first few test photographs taken in the mirror after a time away, revealing oneself anew. It’s like I was asking for answers and ended up drawing a map of myself so I could see better. Once i could see my map, i was once again eager to dance my way into as many layers of it as i could. I started writing about myself again and seeing myself in everything. I had something worth exploring again, and it was everywhere.
I have now written short texts for all of my pieces, as they all represent a different depth of this thread of self-reflection, to further reveal to you the travels of through that hide within my color.
This series invites you to wonder with-in my perspective, while the new light of the changing installation reveals your own.
If you would like to shore your own words of expression, please visit my blog tab.
SUPPORT THE TRANSITION
All of these pieces have been done by hand, Using reflective ink, watercolor, paint, paper cutouts, pen, and light, to set layering patterns of familiarity.
These wet sheets are photographed in direct daylight and radially mirrored digitally. Blending the virtual and the vernacular reveals the fields of fertility that make up this collection - sparking memories of our knitted worlds.
Through the meditation and rhythm of creation, shadows are revealed, motion starts to communicate, flows are enforced, distances become personal, and light cracks in anew. Bring my personal, yet universal, sweaty palm to your site, I have set out to make fields that reach farther than the eye, even tricking the eyes and letting you overflow, oh , now where did you go?
ying
yang
holy meiosis
This is my first symphony
the moment I knew I was the vessel.
I always knew I had to make my own stage
the sparks of my balance.
holy male
my alter ego.
When I am self-obsessed, you aren’t self-aware.
When I focus on the individual, you focus on the collective.
When I speak from the heart, you speak from the mind.
We are not of this reality, but we see beyond space and time.
start with duality
The two pieces below are the self-portraits of this exploration. Two sides of the same coin. And so I choose to start and end, you here.
I see these pieces as the first few test photographs taken in the mirror after a time away, revealing oneself anew. It’s like I was asking for answers and ended up drawing a map of myself so I could see better. Once i could see my map, i was once again eager to dance my way into as many layers of it as i could. I started writing about myself again and seeing myself in everything. I had something worth exploring again, and it was everywhere.
I have now written short texts for all of my pieces, as they all represent a different depth of this thread of self-reflection, to further reveal to you the travels of through that hide within my color.
This series invites you to wonder with-in my perspective, while the new light of the changing installation reveals your own.
If you would like to shore your own words of expression, please visit my blog tab.
hims & hums
However you call on him, He is there.
At mercy to your desires, at awe to your escapades, at balance to your awareness.
I start with this piece as it started with me.
Appearing in the pause, let us take a moment and join he.
start with duality
The two pieces below are the self-portraits of this exploration. Two sides of the same coin. And so I choose to start and end, you here.
I see these pieces as the first few test photographs taken in the mirror after a time away, revealing oneself anew. It’s like I was asking for answers and ended up drawing a map of myself so I could see better. Once i could see my map, i was once again eager to dance my way into as many layers of it as i could. I started writing about myself again and seeing myself in everything. I had something worth exploring again, and it was everywhere.
I have now written short texts for all of my pieces, as they all represent a different depth of this thread of self-reflection, to further reveal to you the travels of through that hide within my color.
This series invites you to wonder with-in my perspective, while the new light of the changing installation reveals your own.
If you would like to shore your own words of expression, please visit my blog tab.
gold drips blue
Entering the strung gates of saliva, we’ve been expecting you.
Hear my rocky rumbles as you get let in. Hear my enchanted echos as you get to swim. I am so glad you grew, where so few new. Now within, we can begin to win.
mantis wings
When you start to see in double, we break through as one.
APPROACHING SURFACES
Like a lighthouse in the distance, I can sense myself drifting closer, but all these reflections make it hard for me to know where you are coming from.
bug eye
Crawl out of your eyes and let your tears turn to stone,
with the breaths that have been buried in your immersive spout.
blink
The morning jungle takes its first blink.
Dripping patterns still blind.
Dazzling creases still bling.
Like a turtle, I emerge for air.
Dancing ribbons still glare.
Dramatic .. still swear
purple pearls
When my berries turn bright, I know it is time to set them free. Yippy. I release my pearls and watch them recoshé into turning dimensions. Do pearls even like being together?
desert nights
It is hard to squint through the clouds.
You might be able to convince yourself you see the other side but it's usually just your reflection.
Once the clouds part, the source is clear my dear.
do you feel the seasons changing… now the winter night appear