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Category: Process
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Building Worlds Fast and Slow
Something easy to clean up would mean easy to disappear. In a way, it would be like erasing me along with the mess. I want to say I was here and left this work, this world, this vision.
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Ghost in the Machine
Musings on the ethical concerns surrounding large language models, colloquially referred to as AI, and where they do or do not fit in this artist’s creative process.
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Life, the universe and everything
Pondering the indeterminacy of life and art I muse on whether I’m conduit or origin.
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Saturate this, mofo! Color as Rebellion
Color has been the object of extreme prejudice in Western culture. For the most part, this prejudice has remained unchecked and passed unnoticed. And yet it is a prejudice that is so all-embracing and generalized that, at one time or another, it has enrolled just about every other prejudice in its service.
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An angel has no memory
I find myself suddenly drawn to the angel as a presentation of male beauty that is sensual and celebratory, rather than violent or coercive. Yes, there’s a bow and arrow. But it’s the revelation of hidden desires he’s aiming at his unseen target, not a threat of subjugation.
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Spartacus, queer hero
I can’t capture the entirety of queer experience in any single work or art. But, I can strive, one step at a time, one canvas at a time, to tell better stories than what I had in my formative years.
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John Carter, but make it gay!
The gay erotic surrealism of Burrough’s hyper-masculine hero John Carter unpacked through the medium of a new oil painting
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Watches of the Night
Like a walk in a garden, you catch a glimpse of delicate creature coyly flirting with visibility among the flowers. You feel a brief spark that invites a longer look and maybe leaves a gently joyous, lingering sensation.
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The erotic as continuum–not binary
Why is sex, and the erotic in general, segregated in our storytelling?
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The office, but not THAT office
Today I make one thing. I may make something different tomorrow. I close down by hitting a kind of reset button on the office, restoring it to a ready state–ready for tomorrow’s adventure.