Shape-Shifters, 2017
Shape-Shifters, 2017

" The transforming body defies containment, breaking through the cage it is placed within.  The cage is built on absolutes, a singular perspective and a dogma of purity.  Purity of the body, purity of thought, purity of experience, purity is an unalterable state.  An unalterable state cannot learn and it cannot grow.  An incorruptible body, festering on the inside.  The transforming body is open to experiencing itself in previously unimaginable ways; it is unexpected, flowing, ambiguous, and indeterminate.  It performs a complex identity, a leakage of contents, and a shape-shifting form.

The metamorphic culture is revolutionary.  It is not afraid to push back on tyranny.  It always questions the “new normal”.  An aversion to change secures a culture in the past, worshiping the once “great” experience of the people.  Traditions of subjugation flourish when metamorphosis is rejected.  Revolution is built on transformation, a desire for compassion that can shake the very foundation of the tallest building." - Haley Craw, Curator 

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Likeness to the dark
Likeness to the dark

The crouched form rising from the darkness. I see him from the woods.

Take care to show me your teeth.

Hold me against the trees, let me grip at your throat and rip at your flesh.

I cannot see where you begin and I end.

Removing the veneer, stripping the coat.

His teeth are getting sharper.

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Black Arrow, 2017
Black Arrow, 2017

Wood, copper, ink

The arrows are an act of enforcing a concentrated violence onto an area, killing or wounding the space around it.  My black arrows are ink black arrows with copper fletching. I think of the black arrows as a reflection of punching holes through walls.  However I also see the arrows as an act of restraint and holding back. Like holding for the right moment to shoot.

Arrows are this act of restrained violence enforced on a space. But they are not loud. They are quick and sudden and leave a mark or a wound.

They also have this layer of myth or narrative, which I see as acting within the roles of anticipation, an act that could have just occurred or happened long before one has entered into the space.

Shape-Shifters, 2017
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IMG_7042.JPG
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IMG_7037.JPG
16906143_1259610720797001_387403649212481536_n.jpg
Likeness to the dark
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Black Arrow, 2017
Shape-Shifters, 2017

" The transforming body defies containment, breaking through the cage it is placed within.  The cage is built on absolutes, a singular perspective and a dogma of purity.  Purity of the body, purity of thought, purity of experience, purity is an unalterable state.  An unalterable state cannot learn and it cannot grow.  An incorruptible body, festering on the inside.  The transforming body is open to experiencing itself in previously unimaginable ways; it is unexpected, flowing, ambiguous, and indeterminate.  It performs a complex identity, a leakage of contents, and a shape-shifting form.

The metamorphic culture is revolutionary.  It is not afraid to push back on tyranny.  It always questions the “new normal”.  An aversion to change secures a culture in the past, worshiping the once “great” experience of the people.  Traditions of subjugation flourish when metamorphosis is rejected.  Revolution is built on transformation, a desire for compassion that can shake the very foundation of the tallest building." - Haley Craw, Curator 

For more exhibition shots visit here

Likeness to the dark

The crouched form rising from the darkness. I see him from the woods.

Take care to show me your teeth.

Hold me against the trees, let me grip at your throat and rip at your flesh.

I cannot see where you begin and I end.

Removing the veneer, stripping the coat.

His teeth are getting sharper.

Black Arrow, 2017

Wood, copper, ink

The arrows are an act of enforcing a concentrated violence onto an area, killing or wounding the space around it.  My black arrows are ink black arrows with copper fletching. I think of the black arrows as a reflection of punching holes through walls.  However I also see the arrows as an act of restraint and holding back. Like holding for the right moment to shoot.

Arrows are this act of restrained violence enforced on a space. But they are not loud. They are quick and sudden and leave a mark or a wound.

They also have this layer of myth or narrative, which I see as acting within the roles of anticipation, an act that could have just occurred or happened long before one has entered into the space.

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