the scattering
We're comprised of things barely connected. Dust, trust, and abandonment. Barely keeping it all together. Barely holding on to anything.
The thin lines and severed ties. The silence that binds us and the noise that cuts through everything. Always one loose thread away from fumbling, from failing, from falling into oblivion.
It all feels too cumbersome. Too separable. Too out of sync. And yet everything is where it should be. Somehow, as it should be.
Somewhere beyond optimism and pessimism, beyond hopefulness and suffering, beyond the mess and the orderly, we discover something.
Meaning is something we make piece by piece.
Stars become constellations because of the scattering...
P.S. ICAD - Day 132 - 135
*the piece above was inspired by “The hunt: A reflection” by
P.P.S. - My friend and fellow artist Stephen Tomasko (IG here) is also the gallery director at The Little Gallery, the art gallery at Bowling Green University Firelands Campus. He’s currently putting on a Mail Art exhibition there called Modern Fluxus. I have a few index card collages in the show, but he also asked me to design a flyer/announcement post for the show. Here’s what I came up with:
traceless, anywhere - absolutely crazy—I love it!
to study to forget - I've been making some (digitally) a bit like this in recent days. It's like opening portals that were hiding in plain sight all along.
“And yet everything is where it should be. Somehow, as it should be.”
It’s not easy to find this peaceful layer, is it? Like an underpainting. Hidden, but revealed here and there in the larger picture. It adds so much depth and trust to the experience of an ordinary day.
The piece you made for Brian made me go back and reread his poem. That’s the very cool thing about collaboration. Every time we juxtapose two different artists’ work next to each other, we get a third thing that’s brand new. I really love that!