You know, the more I think about it, the more I'm interested in design: interior design, furniture design, illustration. I've become increasingly aware that my thinking has moved from saying something about life (as if someone else couldn't say it better) to saying something to life. By this, I mean that I'd rather solve my/our everyday problems in an elegant way than make objects that collect dust. I've also noticed that my work had moved towards creating an imaginary world that I wish existed: an unpopulated world full of good design.
The viewer was supposed to populate this world, each one alone in his/her perception of what they saw. But I'd rather let it happen in reality, negotiating that. Because the "issues" in art are imaginary. I have a much better handle on issues that stare me in the face every day.
I spend time at home. I want that space to function well. I don't want to store a bunch of crap (which is what happens to my art: it gets stored. usually by me), and I don't want to encourage anyone else to do so. By no means am I saying that art is "crap". I just think it's for people who have room. And money. I don't know many of those people. (People who have money tend to buy enough crap to fill their place pretty quickly). And there's a ton of great art in the world already, really.
So there you have it. I guess the title of this neglected little blog was prophetic. I'll write more later, but for now I'm working on designing a garage apartment. The problems (posed by budget, city code, intended purpose, best use of the site, and desired aesthetic) are pretty engaging. And if I do it right, it'll end up useful.
The viewer was supposed to populate this world, each one alone in his/her perception of what they saw. But I'd rather let it happen in reality, negotiating that. Because the "issues" in art are imaginary. I have a much better handle on issues that stare me in the face every day.
I spend time at home. I want that space to function well. I don't want to store a bunch of crap (which is what happens to my art: it gets stored. usually by me), and I don't want to encourage anyone else to do so. By no means am I saying that art is "crap". I just think it's for people who have room. And money. I don't know many of those people. (People who have money tend to buy enough crap to fill their place pretty quickly). And there's a ton of great art in the world already, really.
So there you have it. I guess the title of this neglected little blog was prophetic. I'll write more later, but for now I'm working on designing a garage apartment. The problems (posed by budget, city code, intended purpose, best use of the site, and desired aesthetic) are pretty engaging. And if I do it right, it'll end up useful.
