To ride the unbalance between:
1. a kind, singular and porous identity that contains some of the scruples, humor, musicality and the beauty of a harsh and confusing, yet benign and rich reality – away from distractions.
2. the stupidity and blindness of complacency, violence, injustice,
pretense, egos, short-term/wishful and group “thinking,” and empty talk – in all of their surprising embodiments.
OR an attempt NOT to be caught up in anthropo/ego/euro/ethno/oculo/esthetico -CENTRISM…
Stephen Crane has a short poem about such lofty goals:
“I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
‘It is futile,’ I said,
‘You can never -‘
‘You lie,’ he cried, And ran on.”
This site is still very much in progress both as a website/gallery, and as a blog
The previous blog (now inactive) is there for reference.
Thank you for your patience.