The Kiss of the Butterfly, 2022
Collage on Digital Photograph, Animated
The butterfly has emerged from the chrysalis,
and the kiss of the butterfly awakens the reborn Venus floating among the waves.
Text and the figure are inextricably entwined.
There are so many words that can harm one’s experience of being in their own body,
sometimes lasting for a lifetime.
Loving words are a balm to the soul, like the kiss of a butterfly.
I was asked for the three most important things I am looking for in a relationship
Here they are:
presence of the beloved which accepts the other's being as being; it
is simply liking to be with the other, liking to rest with the other,
liking the rhythm of the walk, the voice, the whole being of the
other...Philia does not require that we do anything for the beloved
except accept him, be with him, and enjoy him. Rollo May
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams. WB Yeats
My genesis NFT collection on Known Origin dropped today!
Clubhouse! It All Started HereEveryone has moved on to Twitter Spaces, but I will always be Clubhouse class of 2021. The Mod is sharing some Alpha, while everyone is lounging around at home on their phones, checking out who is in the room. I wouldn't be here in the NFT space without Clubhouse. Thanks everyone!
You ask me how I became a madman.
It happened thus: One day, long before many gods were born, I woke from a deep sleep and found all my masks were stolen, the seven masks I have fashioned and worn in seven lives
I ran maskless through the crowded streets shouting, "Thieves, thieves, the cursed thieves."
Men and women laughed at me and some ran to their houses in fear of me. And when I reached the market place, a youth standing on a house-top cried, "He is a madman." I looked up to behold him; the sun kissed my own naked face for the first time. For the first time the sun kissed my own naked face and my soul was inflamed with love for the sun, and I wanted my masks no more. And as if in a trance I cried, "Blessed, blessed are the thieves who stole my masks."
Thus I became a madman.
Kahlil Gibran
I am most inspired by the possibility of a Site-Responsive art project expressing an "imagined future"
What is Site-Responsive Art?
My art practice focuses on narrative based Site-Responsive projects in Environmental, Virtual, Performance and Installation Art. If you are not familiar with Site-Responsive art, I-Park has a wonderful definition: "I-Park views site-responsive art as a multi-disciplinary, multi-sensory field – at its most impactful when the [art is] developed and experienced in-situ. The term ‘site-responsive’ is construed broadly to encompass the various aspects of the project site: visual aesthetics, ecology, geology, the built environment, history, and possibly, its imagined future.”
Standing Wave (If a Tree Falls) split screen Video (an example of how Site-Responsive art unfolds)
One beautiful sunny morning, I walked down to the water. I was expecting calm seas, because the air was so calm. Instead, waves were crashing on the beach and churning up the sand. Everything looked completely different: the sand, the foam in the shallows and the froth of the crests. My finger never stopped on my iPhone camera. The irony is that I am never able to see what I am shooting, because the light is so bright. I just point and know that something beautiful will emerge. I did several videos this day, because everything looked so startlingly unusual. I wanted to capture all that was happening. I was in the shallows capturing the patterns of the swirling foam and out of the corner of my eye, I saw this massive wave shoot straight up the air-at least 30 feet above me. I didn’t even think. I whipped my iPhone up, and I kept it right on the wave. Everything happened in a split second. I was filled with joy, because I was pretty sure I had captured it. Hours later, I went through all my videos, and there it was, the Standing Wave. When I saw how fast it happened on the video, I couldn’t believe I had caught it. I was in awe, and my thoughts went to, “If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it make a sound?” In that moment, I knew the answer was yes. Even if I had never seen it, the wave would have been witnessed by the all of the surrounding sealife, bugs and birds-by Nature itself. I was also alone that day. There was no one else on the beach, and I experienced myself as witness. Even if I was not able to document what I saw, my memory holds that moment in my mind. I am so glad that I WAS able to capture it, to share it with you. I decided to use a split screen in this video, so that you can see just how fleeting this moment was, while also being able to see the slow motion version I made. The split screen also allows me to keep the original sound. If I hadn’t already been videoing the shallows, I would have never been able to share this experience with you.
I'm sorry, the video is not available online, because video hosting sites just turn your art into junk during upload. Please get in touch if you're interested in viewing.
What is Site-Responsive Art?
My art practice focuses on narrative based Site-Responsive projects in Environmental, Virtual, Performance and Installation Art. If you are not familiar with Site-Responsive art, I-Park has a wonderful definition: "I-Park views site-responsive art as a multi-disciplinary, multi-sensory field – at its most impactful when the [art is] developed and experienced in-situ. The term ‘site-responsive’ is construed broadly to encompass the various aspects of the project site: visual aesthetics, ecology, geology, the built environment, history, and possibly, its imagined future.”
My father was an artist who believed that art was art if it was classical. I gave up before I even started, because I didn't want to do it that way. I gave up, but I never stopped dreaming of being an artist.
I didn't know that this is art if I say so until I went to Art Basel MB with a curator friend and saw that art was everything. My heart burst with joy, and I become young again.
Years later, I realize that I have time to live up to my potential, because time slows down when I make art that I say is art.
sitting in the silence of solitude, in the space of joy in the unmissing and love for being with self.
I've been working on adding sound/music to my art practice in a class with Mikey Kirkpatrick. For the first time, I was introduced to graphic scores, and I absolutely love them. This one is not a graphic score, but creating graphic scores has introduced me to the joy of works on paper. It is as soothing to me as collage is. This one is an exercise listening to, and responding to, sound.