notes on drawing
With no site of origin or origin in time, a line will continue forever. A piece of sturdy paper provides a good place to encounter a line, engage its impulse towards fragmentation and the inclination to gather itself and keep moving. I make lines and forms that fumble their way through gravity and into an infinite balancing act. "Ricochet and Rhyme" extends these ideas beyond paper to the wall and into three dimensions.
At different speeds, with tools in both hands, I draw lines that meet coherent forms and reckless intimate marks. And marking goes like this: a hard mark, fast mark, reasoned and backwards mark, marks that are doubtful, interrupted, erased or dismantled. Working on the ladder at a larger scale, my body also enters a balancing act committed to measured intent and the rustling pleasures of revision.
detail views: comma, folded in water II ; noisy namless trapezoid; comma, folded in water I