Tuesday Night Post # 43

 I’ve given it a bit of thought.  I have decided to tweak the Tuesday post. From now on I will see Tuesday as a checkpoint.  I will use Tuesday to present ongoing projects and document them.  I will also hope to present my concepts and intended goals.

The way I approach my work is very fluid and intuitive.  I find that sometimes the only way to comprehend something is to unravel with it.  It might be a bit unorthodox, but the result is in the action. 

If you wish to find meaning in my work I would say the definition is in its temporal whole.

There can be times when discussing meaning is unnecessary; times when even the artist can be wrong about their meaning. 

I periodically go back and write notes on my notes.  It helps to keep me focused and see the whole, backing away from the sometimes, sticky parts.  I have been putting it off, but I think its time to look back at the notebooks and sketch books.  Maybe present some pages on Tuesday. 

It’s been a busy two years with many obstacles and sidetracks, yet with some fruits to enjoy and many to nurture.

On this Tuesday I will post one of a few things I have in the works. 

Union

Union is a series of drawings depicting various stages of union.

What do I mean by union.  This I hope to illustrate. 

Here is one drawing in its temporary stage:

Tuesday Night Post #42

Strangers,

So I did not post last week.  I have no excuse but my own will not given.

I hope you enjoy this drawing from my sketchbook and some words for you to read.

-DBL

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Tales From the Sketchbook

In search for the structure that make my behaviors’ unfold

I search the pages of my own sketchbook

A book funded by the cult of the white box

A clean white page

A symbol of creation manifested into empty space

My rule as I have formatted

Create a destroying force that ends in a balance of form, concept, and beauty

Design is a result of the actions existed in between

Beauty is not a promise but it lives in the moment that is soon lost

A loose fitting composition

held together by its individual decisions

The action is driven by the need to fix

The fix is directed by the action beforehand

A promise is an experience

The result a map of every moment felt

 

Tuedsay Night Post #41

Broken Ones,

Good night.

-DBL

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There’s a shoulder

An arm to go along

Existence trails on the realization that there is a hand

A thumb with sharp pain

This I remember

The real that is me turns

As I step on the edge of the steps that

Flow below

My thoughts are on the step I have not taken

Altered views show process is

Not a thought

Yes

when hands run on the surface of what I am

I remember also

This is not what it means

but begins as it starts

In the end

There is

a foot with a brother that is the left

Not forgotten but easily replaced

Prosthetics are

 but a replacement of

what we wanted to hold on to

Taken is a part

of the whole

that does not effect the new

At end of this new I hired a friend

She made a crate

66x24x12in h

there I put the me that that I seem to lose

the thing that always seems askew