Boing. boing, boing, boing, boing…what if I just kept writing that over and over and didn’t stop? Boing, boing boing…how annoying, right? Well I won’t do that to you. I guess it’s spring. The bunnies are all over the place and everything is in bloom. It’s like all the flowers are making that sound every time I see another pop out of a cactus. It’s kind of crazy, it is. I like it.
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Change Isn’t Easy.
I have no idea who reads this blog. I have no way of knowing. I only know who subscribes. That doesn’t count for all of the visitor statistics though. Overall, I think it’s probably good that I don’t know who’s reading. It makes it a little easier for me to be honest.
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Vincent van Gogh didn’t start painting until his twenties. He produced about 900 paintings, and then he died at thirty-seven. I’d say, he was fucking prolific. In my book, that’s obsessive painting over the course of a couple of decades.
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This piece has been on my mind, a lot. I made it for the second Jerusalem Biennale in 2015. My good friend and curator, Anne Hramodka went on a trip to Israel with a group of people and asked them all to collect ephemera during their stay, be it receipts, paper trash, bags, stickers, stationery, hotel matches, or whatever could be flattened into a suitcase and be brought back to me so I could make art out of it.
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I’ve been remiss on painting and went back to writing for a little while. Well, wait, that’s not exactly true. First I procrastinated completely.
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