Poetry is the essence of art.
It is consciousness responding to
personal and collective experience.
I’m interested in a variety of modes of representation
and in a post revolutionary art.
Historical icons and narratives influence the study of
how we construct metaphors and rationalize events.
Art is a receptacle for our memories.
The source of our pain and joy is
the memory of our interactions with others.
Like a memory, art is a construction.
It is similar to a bit of paper turned inside out
and folded into an image of personal
and collective significance.
Nature can be without purpose or goal
but humans desire to recognize patterns.
Space is not empty.
Every point is a place of longing and desire.
A notion of those that came before us
and the bright potential of what can become.
Every folded construction in our mind,
every person,
every thought remembered
in love and in pain
becomes a votive.