Art exists in the mind alone: my mind, mind you, your mind, mind me.
The transmission of an idea, a thought, an emotion, a fact, or just another
SIGN directing you back, hopefully to the sincerity and integrity of the artist.
The transmission is purpose, the message the object, but reaction is where art
creates meaning outside of itself and it’s maker.
I am interested in the reaction more than the object. Objects are mere bait
for opinions, assumptions and conclusions. I want to know what you think, how
you feel, what you might know. For me the transmission is personal, our communication.
Call that art, or forget the term completely.
I mean to make work that confronts assumption, questions conclusion and changes
opinion.
Reality is only my own consciousness, as is yours, so we meet on the plane of
shared perceptions.
This is me.
When, where, why, who and what do we share?