In his #message
, he recounted an array of activities from exercise to pondering my reply to his previous missive on work and effort, from lunch and other meetings in the nor-for-profit realm to a @pacegallery
Xmas party. He felt on days like this like “a red blood cell” moving through the city.
I was struck by his #poetic #metaphor
. Perhaps the fact that his form of exercise yesterday was rowing was not entirely unrelated. I envisioned models of the human #circulatorysystem
and wondered how to realize his #correspondence
in my #drawing
Looking again at some of my subject’s #paintings
, I began to discern patterns in his #abstract
forms of something akin to such systems of transmission . I considered the possibility that I was simply finding what I was seeking. I also wondered about the #observereffect
and whether my view would have impact upon how the work is seen.
Francis Levy described me as a “translator of sorts” in an #interview
published in @bombmag
several years ago in thinking about this work process. My translation is more in the realm of #synesthesia
, given that my efforts are directed towards experiencing verbal language in #visual
speaks to the seeming impossibility of translation in the realm of the #arts
. As creator of the #readymade
object as #art
, he is in the camp of the absence of correlation between effort and talent, seeing the latter more in the realm of something more akin to magic.
I think the magic is ever present, located in the unseeable but ever present #unconscious
. That is the realm of the impossible to which I journey daily.