Today I spoke with a grad student about her work. The work, that is, the recent work, the new work, is intimidatingly stunning, and intimidatingly large, which in view of the size of the largest thing I have done in the space I use, you might think would have some upsetting effects. And I have to say there was an instant of realization, and I remember thinking wow, and crap in the same moment, but at the same time, I am excited and in admiration of the work and it enriches my spirit to see work of this quality being brought into the world.

A different direction

notes: to anyone who is even a little curious about things

I don't know most of the time, what I am doing. I learn as I go along. I bring all kinds of stuff with me, and all kinds of people, whose voices I listen to for guidance; all kinds of technical things that I know, and try to let go of, or at least not let those things lead the conversation. The rest is a result of movement and recognition. Movement forward, is not easy, and can become a victim of neglect, fear, and reckless pride. Recognition is something more delicate, eyes that see, the good, the bad, and the stuff that lives on the edge between, which can be nurtured into the positive elements of the work without losing identity. There is no refuge in the security of the work already done, only restlessness and insecurity about the work to come.

Three at a time

Another Direction

some new things I promised to post