Detroit, Revealed

Southpaw, 2010

5’ x 3’ x 3’

Pink foam, plaster, glue, paint, magic sculpt, blown glass, hand-quilted dropcloth, found stool, motion sensor, flickering bulb, electricity, teeth found in Venice and Piedmont in 1999 and 2009, respectively.

(Installation view with smaller works at Cave Gallery, Detroit)

Southpaw, 2010 (detail)

Installation view at Cave with work by (L to R) Brett Windham, Michael Bizon, George Terry

Southpaw is just a weird-ass sculpture. I think when I get it back from the show at Cave in Detroit I will work on it quite a bit more. Adding reeds as scaffolding seems likely, as does as neon orange spiderweb and a life mask of my face....I've been sitting on the images because I HATED it when I installed it, and I still am not crazy about it, but maybe it's good to just put it out there (if by "out there" I mean my blog which five of my friends read)...

It was accompanied in the installation by two collages and a little sculpture.

Alice (2007) and Harlequin (2010)

Bird Flu (2009)

Sleepwalking Circus

Ellegua and the Floating Harlequin Welcome You into The Sleepwalking Circus.

Finished, installed, up and running.
RISD MFA Convention Center Thesis Show, Providence.
Tent, two figures and video projection.

All my thanks to
Charlotte (photo and video credits),
George (collaborative tent builder) and
Mom (braider, seamstress)

the harlequin, vanquished and spectral

Two days before thesis show.


I want to do well/I want to give up.
I am excited/I am discouraged.
I am exhausted/I have a second wind.
I feel foolish/ I am in the right place.
I am not finished/ I can do it myself.
I am taking risks/I am making mistakes.
I am ambitious/I am wasting my time.
I am an idiot/ I am an idiot.

getting closer

weird

I can't stop listening to this Elvis Perkings song, Doomsday. Tonight I looked up the album, and when I saw the cover, I could hardly believe my eyes.

The album cover.

my tent model.

Weird.

the latest sage advice from our friend patti

"New York has closed itself off to the young and the struggling. But there are other cities. Detroit. Poughkeepsie. New York City has been taken away from you. So my advice is: Find a new city."

Here's the full post, from someone who got to go to a lecture i would have LOVED:

Find a New City

Thesis Show Invitation

1 Month Left

Well, I knew it would fly by, and it did. I have one month until I graduate. For my senior thesis project, I am building my own viewing booth for my first short video project. I don't like the art fair style booths they provide, so I am making my own. I knew it had to have a sculptural presence , and reference my research into magic and the carnival-esque.

A circus tent!

I made a small scale model to plan it out, and was helped by George to find a geodesic-Bucky Fuller building plan to create a pentagram shape...modern magic.

There will be two figures (the stars of the video) waiting outside to welcome visitors in through the triangular door. The intimate space inside will act as viewing chamber and reprieve from the cacophony of the Convention Center.

Here's one of the figures, showing a bit more (slow) progress than a couple of weeks earlier:

She's an old fashined girl, and will eventually be totally covered in a protective cloaking of colored hair extensions...braided and woven together. SHe will hold the space squarely between figure and object when she's finished. I am crazy about her, and she evokes so many things, fully spanning the scale from good to evil.