It's two days after the holidays, Christmas - and wow... That's all I have to say. Wow.
I've still been on the momentum of Pirate Jenny using her instruments to time travel - I've had the gift of having time (well, sort of) to evolve my pieces and let ideas that I had introduced in my first semester show up in my fall semester of my second year of graduate school.
I must say that right before the thanksgiving holidays - the grind and rush of the deadline for our Fall Show definitely kicked my sinuses into gear - as well as finally seeing the non-indictment for Micheal Brown and watching Ferguson explode. I didn't know how to react - all I could feel was rage and the feeling of falling inward, spiraling towards despair, hopelessness and emptiness as that verdict - and then the non-idictment of Eric Garners CopKiller had me feeling so numb and helpless. All around me, despite my Fall show installation deadline, the failing media for my installation, my sinus infection and school, work and exhaustion was anger, rage, despair, mobilization in Baltimore and across the country in reaction to the growing awareness of the police state and that #AllBlackLivesMatter despite the historically blatant horrors of police brutality coming to a head in the 21st century.
It took successfully putting up my installation for Mount Royal Fall 2014 Show "Maybe For Sure" for me to fully realize how empty I felt despite a now "media-drama-free installation", complete with sound, video and sculpture and that the world outside my studio had a place in my practice - and that I had no choice but to start making plans to implement my studio practice into a social one.
I've still been on the momentum of Pirate Jenny using her instruments to time travel - I've had the gift of having time (well, sort of) to evolve my pieces and let ideas that I had introduced in my first semester show up in my fall semester of my second year of graduate school.
I must say that right before the thanksgiving holidays - the grind and rush of the deadline for our Fall Show definitely kicked my sinuses into gear - as well as finally seeing the non-indictment for Micheal Brown and watching Ferguson explode. I didn't know how to react - all I could feel was rage and the feeling of falling inward, spiraling towards despair, hopelessness and emptiness as that verdict - and then the non-idictment of Eric Garners CopKiller had me feeling so numb and helpless. All around me, despite my Fall show installation deadline, the failing media for my installation, my sinus infection and school, work and exhaustion was anger, rage, despair, mobilization in Baltimore and across the country in reaction to the growing awareness of the police state and that #AllBlackLivesMatter despite the historically blatant horrors of police brutality coming to a head in the 21st century.
It took successfully putting up my installation for Mount Royal Fall 2014 Show "Maybe For Sure" for me to fully realize how empty I felt despite a now "media-drama-free installation", complete with sound, video and sculpture and that the world outside my studio had a place in my practice - and that I had no choice but to start making plans to implement my studio practice into a social one.
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