An Alternate Universe
“Back to transparency...”
Hmmm. I’m not sure I feel like revealing that much. I’m not sure I want to talk about this. I need some objectivity right now. Showing or hiding oneself, in my case through the art I perpetrate, is...both are inevitable. Something about opening oneself up completely to all the elements social and physical is certainly appealing. The image of being flayed open comes to mind. That way you’ll see everything that is, or was going on inside, because clearly self-flaying is not a good idea. Equally I love hiding behind masks, personas, alter ego constructions. Once manifested they become real. That’s the thing—a sort of be careful what you wish for situation, or a social media problem. Once you put it out there, it is out there. You let go. I’m a great believer in the body of work. By this I mean the crap drawing, the odd painting, the unusual comic, the sculpture you once did that was nothing like anything else you’ve made...they’re all part and parcel. It has to add up to something. I feel like I am constantly filling holes and each hole you fill puts a stress on the whole fabric that causes a breach elsewhere that also must be filled—life as a massive, rich if frayed quilt.
Mind if we call it a day?
“I have to charge you for the hour.”
Fine. I’ll sit here blankly.
Session ends: 12:11PM, September 1st, 2011.