Saturday, December 27, 2008

Sunday, December 21, 2008

In The Studio

I've been thinking about light a lot recently, and how light can activate specific reflective materials. I'm trying to work organically, letting these pieces 'grow' on their own. These pieces will change drastically once they are on the body, but I like the sterile quality of the white palate at the moment. They sortof remind me of jellyfish.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Common Things

I recently revisited the work of Pablo Neruda, specifically his poem Odes to Common Things. Below is the last stanza, this excerpt articulates the impact that the objects around us have on our being. I appreciate his adoration of the ordinary, because I believe that there is passion in the mundane.

O irrevocable
of things:
no one can say
that I loved
or the plants of the jungle and the field,
that I loved
those things that leap and climb, desire, and survive.
It's not true:
many things conspired
to tell me the whole story.
Not only did they touch me,
or my hand touched them:
they were
so close
that they were a part
of my being,
they were so alive with me
that they lived half my life
and will die half my death.