Photographic Installation piece in my studio. The plexiglass cube and the magnifying glass sphere in the middle cause the multiplied photo to multiply further in all directions. Input this together from my series of work on waking life. At first inspired with bouts of insomnia, it became more a response to feeling constantly in flux, neither here not there, but constantly observing this theater of life, people sleepwalking through life or living in death. I'm not sure. Each portrait has a different type written message, (such as i want to sleep with you or fuck sleep) which can be viewed in my page "the sleeper".
I have a working Polaroid camera again, for the first time in years, and now it is time to play. Between this and my screenprinting/darkroom class every Friday, I am going to be making lots of exciting new work. Still wound up in the body, as it is viewed in parts, dissected and pieced together. I am working on that. And still drawn to the sea...always back to the sea, so my first set of instax wide polaroids went to that of course.
I am working on a video where I write next to my tattoo different thoughts that I have in the day. My tattoo is "I am." from a Sylvia Plath poem in the book The Bell Jar: “i listened to the old bray of my heart, i am, i am, i am."
I write things with a pen, what I am thinking and feeling, from "I am ugly", "I am happy", "I am worried", really just common from my day, and then I scrub them with soap. It is leaving my wrist a little beat up in the process, but it is merely a physical reflection of the abuse myself and others inflict on our minds daily. The placement of the tattoo, as well as this choice to represent abuse on this particular part of the body were not random. Knowing the connotations present with the wrist and the life, blood, and self-inflicted punishment or physical release that is involved with this part of the body, it was necessary for me to place the words, and this type of performance here.
I continually update my tumblr with posts by me, of photos and a few notes, and also posts by others, of art, music, philosophy and culture: http://cloudyblueyes.tumblr.com/
For instance today I uploaded everything from parts of my body (Head, shoulder, knees and toes) to a polaroid from my new polaroid camera, and a picture of Einstein and a quote from the old "Sabrina" with Audrey Hepburn. So it is random and awesome.
I just added a new page to my site. It was a project inspired from my recent trip to vietnam, where everyone wore pollution masks and the government was censoring artists for doing anything related to politics, the naked body, or anything that might be deemed taboo or indelicate. I am drawn, as you may know, to text, and language. And very interested in personal stories and psychology, the ways in which people choose to communicate or not communicate with others and the reasons behind these self-cesnoring choices in communication and social interactions. This is a project dealing with self-censorship by asking artists to write down a secret, anonymously, which is then placed in a box until I have all of the secrets, and separated from each person's name and personal identity. I then used the pollution masks to make portraits that narrow in on each artists' eyes (the windows to the soul...) This is just the beginning of my work here, I think.