Subjects that I can graphically abstract, my eye always seems to be drawn to. Case in point, nothing more than the base of a floor on a construction site, that still had the protective tape on it. Like ripples in a stream. man-made mimicking nature.
As a parting remark by a college principle, I was told that he would look forward to the day that he saw my work hanging in MoMA. As such, I wasn’t quite sure how to take the remark. Was it final and long overdue gatekeeper validation of my clear artistic genius, or a form of mild mocking, better placed in a high school playground of false hope? I'll leave it up for you to decide. If you do actually see any of this stuff at MoMA in the future, my apologies in advance.
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