Wednesday, November 18, 2009

with gratitude

People, images and events have been conspiring to remind me that I'm an artist, and coercing me to pull out half-made, neglected things.

And so with gratitude to all of them, I gather materials and visuals around me, set a chair near the window, and get back to work.




Coincidentally, I happen to be preoccupied by the same thoughts as when I started this piece a few years ago:  boundaries, borders, language, miscommunication, violence, failure to understand, stalemate.