Most photons are nice—but some aren’t!
As I work on a digital piece there are countless variations that I overwrite, just like painters do as they paint over and rework areas of the painting. But with digital it’s easy to save variations and steps along the way. In fact I often save many steps and then merge them back into the piece before finishing. But I usually discard all the iterations when I wrap it up. On this series I saved some of the iterations and then finished several of them.
We naturally favor patterns, and modern personalization algorithms pick up on our patterns so that they “give us what we want.” The problem is that it leads to a circle of reinforcement for potentially unhealthy, addictive, and impulsive behavior. Where once we could indulge in (or get suckered into) a guilty pleasure, like watching ASMR videos, but easily have the self-discipline not to make a habit of it. Now, the first time you do anything online it’s deemed a personal preference and rewarded with countless enticements to repeat the behavior. All the more reason be extra disciplined online and try to train the personalization engines to offer me the stuff that I really do want.
A standard atmosphere is equal to 14.7 pounds per square inch. Sometimes it feels like a lot more than that.
Escher and Dali were my first two favorite artists. Their twists on reality were new and interesting, but more so I was drawn to their precision.
I’m a fan of the “life’s a journey” philosophy. I’m also a fan of exercise and healthy lifestyle. But I’m not very good at putting any of it into practice.
The Internet has democratized many things, but it’s also enabled or created just about as many inequities. People will be people, with or without technology.
There’s a conflict in my head regarding the notion of a narrative. It seems that more recently everything has to have a narrative and backstory. There’s something about the “story” of colors and shapes and textures that transcends words and agendas and even the artist themselves. There’s no denying that a good narrative can add a level of interest to a work of art, or an artist—I’m just concerned for my own work, that it first speaks for itself in the language of art. What happens after that hopefully only enhances the experience.
When I was a kid in Lancaster PA, there were still quite a few barns that had original hex signs painted on them.
Life rushes by at light speed.
Lee Krasner is probably my favorite artist. This piece was actually named after the two black shapes in the center of the composition that reminded me of birds having a conversation, but it also happens to be the title of one of Krasner’s more well known works.
Influence, inspiration and alignment with other artists and styles is a back-and-forth thing for me. Everything I’ve ever experienced exists somewhere in my mental warehouse and some of the things that I’ve experienced resonate and radiate more strongly than others. But then I make art, and later see that it has something in common with art that other people have created. And when I see other art that has something in common with my own, I have a deeper connection to it. It’s a chicken and egg thing. I’ve been influenced by my favorites, but my favorites become my favorites at least partly because what I do is similar in some way to what they have done.
Compositions within compositions. Seems like a pretty accurate reflection of life itself.
Nothing morbid or prophetic (I hope). Just a technique experiment that ended up looking to me like a horse with a cloaked rider.
The notion of one-in-a-million basically means nil, no chance. Yet, it happens constantly in nature, everyday life, relationships, our bodies, business, art, etc.
The title of this piece is a reference to the small square crystalline textures that are visible. But the green and pink colors also reminded me of a caustically salty taste for no reason that I can discern. But I don’t think I have any more synesthesia sensitivity than the average person.
The really big things are spherical, and the really little bits are spherical. But everything in between is all messed up.
More experimentation with halftones. This one reminded me of celestial bodies in orbit.
The halftone dots I worked with as a printer are symbolic of the atomic composition of all things. In this case what appears to be olives or carnival games :)