Biggie:
However, distorted the reality; my
art is simply a reflection. Focusing on the enjoyment that I derive from the
making process. I create from my experience. I am an athlete, a carpenter, a
sculptor, a welder and a smith. Physicality and tactility are intimate forces
in my life. I cannot help but leave my mark visible in my work.
I have founded my art practice on
the exploration of my personal experience as a male growing up in rural
Appalachia. Baseball hats, steel-toed boots, pocket knives, and other markers
of labor have been objects that I consider to be defining elements in my life.
I often choose to substitute materials swapping
steel for fabric, or ceramic for wood. I rely on elements of craftsmanship in
conjunction with conscious material choice to impart a brief impression of my
prolonged contact with, and relationship to, the original item. Through this I
attempt to show my understating of objects that I find deeply routed in the
psyche of rural America.
Recently, I have made an effort to
move away from clear depictions of the articles concentrated in my past, and
have begun an exploration into my present existence. The result is more
abstracted and conceptual as I sort through my current experiences as an
art-school-dropout-turned-contactor-returned-to-the-realm-of-the-art-student. I
am drawn to the conversation that materials have with their environment, and am
continually seeking to understand why materials are segregated and
compartmentalized into sources and resources: place and product. By extension,
I find myself considering the manner in which people are classified or
dismissed as resources
The nuances and meanings of
material are ingrained in every culture, and by adulthood we believe that we so
clearly understand those meanings that we often disregard them, much like we do
with people. Subverting, disguising, and exposing those nuances of material in
myself, and my social environment, is an ongoing investigation for me. I find
comfort in making, ruminating through touch. I feel no shame in my desire to
create objects. To paraphrase Freud, sometimes a hat is just a hat; but a hat
is so much already.
Shortie:
I have founded my art practice on
the exploration of my experience as a male growing up in rural Appalachia.
Baseball hats, steel-toed boots, pocket knives, and other markers of labor have
been objects that I consider to be defining elements in my life.
I alter the material from that of
the original to make it more appropriately reflect my understanding of those
important objects. I rely on elements of craftsmanship in conjunction with
conscious material choice to impart a brief impression of my prolonged contact
with, and relationship to, the original item. Physicality and tactility are
intimate forces in my life and I cannot help but leave my mark visible
Recently, I have moved away from duplicating
articles concentrated in my past, and have begun exploring my present existence
as an art-school-dropout-turned-contactor-returned-to-art-student. I am drawn
to the conversation that materials have with their environment. Why are
materials segregated and compartmentalized into sources and resources: places
and products? By extension, I consider the manner in which people are
classified or dismissed as resources.
The nuances of material are
ingrained in every culture, and by adulthood we understand and often disregard
those meanings, much like we do with people. Subverting, disguising, and
exposing these nuances in myself, and my social environment, is an ongoing
investigation for me. I find comfort in making, and I feel no shame in my
desire to create objects. To paraphrase Freud, sometimes a hat is just a hat;
but a hat is so much already.
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