to go on, strange and untethered
a solitary entity of movement
talking into a cavernous museum
rooms full of dinosaur bones
when color is unfamiliar
and my voice is not my own
is this what it’s like to pretend?
to pretend to be in the world
these things i say, these things i do
these things people say i do
these things i see with closed eyes
movement without friction
mental separation, reasoning
why would i do such a thing?
unable to hold, unable to grasp
i don’t know what we believe
this pint, it doesn’t belong here
it doesn’t seem real, it’s disconnected
this bar-stool, it’s odd—uncoupled
this cell phone, it’s worthless
all is like vapor—all is beside me
Through handmade collage, I am able to discover new relationships between varied juxtaposed elements. Within my vision, I experience an affinity that slowly strengthens as the whole creation becomes greater than the sum of its individual parts. I visualize the connections, as oscillating objects belonging in expansive environments. Perspective is paramount. I gravitate toward far-reaching skies and barren landscapes. I am building a new reality; a reality that is your invitation to introspection.
