I don’t know about you, but I need these drawings because they are the only engaging way for me to pull a lot of ill-formed or elusive associations into view. The content is slippery and shy so I have to work fast and nudge it into shape before it bounces off the page and disappears.
Every day–-in fact, numerous times everyday–-I get excited to the
point of distraction about small combinations of associated ideas that, with a lot of reluctance, I'll call philosophic (I’m sure I was told not to
start this way). These episodes occur in response to walking around, looking at things, and talking to people
after having read an unhealthy amount of modernist fiction and poetry. (Tweed,
andirons, broken statues, secret passages--despite their shopworn metaphorical
status, I'm thrilled by these kinds of things. I can't do a thing about it.) I
know this stuff has the potential to be complicated, boring, and solipsistic.
But seriously, I want this material to be clear. I want the streams of associations
I dream up to be engaging to other people. And, I want to share. Those are the
reasons I draw. If my work could be granted one wish, I’d like the measure of
my words and the arrangements of my little pictures to make your head tingle
the way mine does. I think you’d like it.
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