Something Indigenous Just Evaporated - October 8, 2010

Blueprint a microcosm and manufacture it overseas.

What about the tidal wave?

It arrived out of nowhere.

Physical prominence left empty.

Artists within a bubble.

Making solo shows of themselves.

What about the quest for authenticity?

Start to say trans-generational.

With somebody watching.

Voices map out my inner monologue.

My formula is formulaically contradicting.

Say things out loud.

I think this person.

And I think that person.

Is that someone I know?

There's no place for yes.

There's no place for no.

Invisible In Ordinary Ways - September 4, 2010

Invisible

2010 - 11" x 12"

Mixed media on wood

Private Collection - New Mexico

Invisible In Ordinary Ways

Close the door.

I have a notebook full of advice.

This is not a message of happiness, or reassurance, or truth, or warning.

Five percent of twenty four percent will be vivid statements.

This one and this one.

First, we must deal with one.

Longing for meaning.

But cannot fill the emptiness.

Exactly three years ago.

On the Fourth of July.

Some romantic dream.

My dreams about the past became increasingly narrow.

Ten days ago, for the fifth time.

I began to ask.

Is human identity discovered or defined?

Listen to the voices.

We will not follow preachers.