21 April 2025
Ideas are spawning from / relating to / in dialogue with the small, introspective, private moments of my own daily life again. Joe Brainard has been on my mind as something of a North Star: boldness in simplicity, clarity of vision, the sanctity of the internal monologue.
The size of my work is shrinking as my focus narrows too. Self-contained worlds, but ones that can still be further contained by a wider scaffolding. I think that's partly why I'm gravitating towards this mode of focused play with the blank canvas as the ground. The finality of choices left naked like alien life landing in the desert. I think I'm attracted to the deliberateness of what is put down within the structure of full exposure.