10 x 15cm Ink and Neocolor. Sketch for a painting
If you surrender to the machinery of capitalism, if you surrender your art-and making art, to the machinery of commodification, you will become a traitor–to your art, and to yourself.
This is what I hear…
You may deny this, but if you truly don’t know, don’t understand this, in the core of your being, it can only be because you have already betrayed, not only your art, but your humanity.
But we need money… To have what we need, to live, to make our art. How? How then do we live?
That’s the question you have to ask… but only if you ask it, not state it as a declaration, an excuse, a rationalization, as a confession of defeat–if you truly ask, cracks will open in the prison of the matrix, and that will be a beginning.
A beginning. That is the only hope we have. All we can ever do. Begin. And begin again.
Searching through photos on USB and in Picassa looking for date/ number for this. Couldn’t find it. Probably sometime in 2013, so between 81 and 295. So many misses missing: destroyed in moves, trashed, lost.
24 x 26.7cm. Not one the stronger assemblages. Came close to trashing it everytime I moved. But seeing it again, seemed interesting. Insulation or packing material, bottle caps, broken glass, street dirt. House paint, a leaf, ink, watercolor. Another face in the debris and waste of capitalism.
26 x 18cm Human Face. Pen & Ink, watercolor. Another advantage of pen and ink–nibs and India ink: I spent $8.00 the other day on two Derwent Graphik fine liners. With the kind of work I’ve been doing, they’ll be good for maybe 5 or six pieces. A bottle of ink and a 102 nib, if I keep it clean, will last for months, working every day. And the lines are more dynamic and less mechanical.
19 x 28cm Intersectional Webs. Pen & ink, with colored ink