I like to examine and exploit daily minutiae. It is not so difficult to do really. To examine, I freeze things in motion. I call this the glacialis phenomenon. To exploit, I use repetition and simplicity to create an illusion of grandeur. I believe it is not what more can you add to make it better; I believe it is what else can you take out to make your concept clear - simple and easy to understand, not confusing. After all, chaos without order is just chaos. So why confuse yourself and others more?

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Oil on Canvas

Oil on Canvas 2
olive oil, sesame oil, vegetable oil, canvas

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Poppy

Poppy
poppyseeds on poplar


Igniculus (Latin: small flame)

Igniculus
matches, charcoal, tealight, wax

Glacialis (Latin: frozen)

Glacialis
cranberries, blueberries, blackberries, rasberries, cherries, wax


Fifteen Scarves

Fifteen Scarves
white paper towels, white cotton thread, white synthetic yarn


net force upward

net force upward = adhesive force* - (density of dye) (height of paper towels) (length of paper towels) (width of paper towel) (acceleration of gravity)

*adhesive force is a function of the width of capillary tubes, surface
tension of dye, and molecular properties of paper towels.

white paper towel roll, black liquid dye, white plastic bucket


ex nihilo (Latin: out of nothing)

ex nihilo
self-portrait series
glass bowl, water, transparency, glass


The Preface. The Picture of Dorian Gray.

The artist is the creator of beautiful things.
To reveal art and conceal the artist is art's aim.
The critic is he who can translate into another manner or a new material his impression of beautiful things.
The highest, as the lowest, form of criticism is a mode of autobiography.
Those who find the ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault.
Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are cultivated. For these there is hope.
They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.
The nineteenth century dislike of Realism is the rage of Caliban seeing his own face in a glass.
The nineteenth century dislike of Romanticism is the rage of Caliban not seeing his own face in a glass.
The moral life of man forms part of the subject-matter of the artist, but the morality of art consists in the perfect use of an imperfect medium.
No artist desires to prove anything. Even things that are true can be proved.
No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.
No artist is ever morbid. The artist can express everything.
Thought and language are to the artist instruments of an art.
Vice and virtue are to the artist materials for an art.
From the point of view of form, the type of all the arts is the art of the musician. From the point of view of feeling, the actor's craft is the type.
All art is at once surface and symbol.
Those who go beneath the surface do so at their peril.
Those who read the symbol do so at their peril.
It is the spectator, and not life, that art really mirrors.
Diversity of opinion about a work of art shows that the work is new, complex, and vital.
When critics disagree the artist is in accord with himself.
We can forgive a man for making a useful thing as long as he does not admire it. The only excuse for making a useless thing is that one admires it intensely.
All art is quite useless.


-Oscar Wilde