Joey

Switching gears again...ah, the meandering lines that are our lives, our thoughts, our art carreers...

First there was a concentration on found things and accidental beauty, and then an attempt to harness that beauty in drawings, and now? A return to the things themselves. This week, more scrap collecting (particularly of flattened metal things/ champagne wire top things), some playing with wire, some doodling on the train, allowing the bumps to move my hands...so the exploration continues obviously. This feels to me like a really densely packed closet that you want to clean out and organize and you have to rip it apart and have it strewn all over your floor before you can begin to think about put it all back in there in a way that makes sense. My mind is sort of spinning. This has become a very philosophical process...more about how i work as an artist than about this particular "project" - which its really not even. Its not a project at all actually. It's just me making artwork...or not making artwork. But back to the physical, worldly realm. I've started to think more about wire forms and how wire can either create its own meandering line or can mimic to accentuate where another form contains a meandering lines. Also how a series of meandering lines creates a plane - or that a plain is just a series of similarly meandering lines. The grape vines in the vinyard all in rows, moving over the rolling green topography. I need to explore this more with my own wire bending. Things are becoming more sculptural...also hopefully more site specific, but not yet. I need to figure out how to not get arrested.