*Double self portrait / 35 years apart / 10.31.25
So loaded with technical mistakes and yet, in retrospect, it is remarkably great as a document of my life. Where I was at. What I looked like. How I saw myself. What I had around me. The soda cozy with a face I had since high school. The ceramic castle I made in junior high school, my first ceramic object ever. I still still have it. A very early attempt at self portraiture, using a mirror like Rembrandt and Rockwell had taught me. There is little technique. It's stiff and without style. I am painfully out of my league. It's why I kept it all these years. I see how hard I was trying. I see how that stiffness eventually gave wave to confidence in releasing control to the chaos. that is when I really entered a deeper relationship with my work.
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