Meditation on the Studio Wall

Part of my attraction to the work is that it could not survive, and now only exists in relatively few murky black and white photographs that I peer into in an attempt to reconstruct it in my mind.

I consider  Morandi in his bedroom, painting images of bottles in Bologna while fascists take hold of Italy and think about about the relevance and significance of my ‘practice’. Adopting…

Installation in progress.

“you don’t have any ideas, you start making work without an idea, I always have an idea before I begin making a piece”

Sunday, November 1. The Artist Studio: Disappearances and reappearances, is one of three ‘open studio’ events that Trudi Lynn Smith and I staged in order to invite dialogue around a project that we had been working on involving photography and the studio space at 562 Fisgard Street.

I came upon this in Laurie Anderson’s essay Time and Beauty. IS SOME ART MORE BUDDHIST THAN OTHER ART? A lot of the art I happen to like seems to…