I’m only posting this because I said I would post one everyday, and this is what I drew yesterday. At the moment I hate it. It’s David Swenson, from his book on Ashtanga Yoga. It just bothers me that he’s so not in it. I’m itching to paint more flowing forms, but perhaps I’m just impatient with the fussiness and precision of drawing. Oh to work from life! It’s going to be tough to squeeze in a drawing today, but I will try very hard even if it’s just a quick one.
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My work deals with themes of human and nonhuman intelligence, and what it means to return home when the nature of home itself is nebulous and undefined. As an interdisciplinary artist with homebases in painting and printmaking, I explore the interstitial spaces between these and other media, relishing the borderlands–the slippage between idea and medium. Lens based ways of looking interact with a fierce love of materiality that echoes the earth itself, and the ways in which humanity interacts with the homeostatic systems that comprise Gaia, the living earth.
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