Tuesday Night Post #3.5

First drawing in a series entitled "uni0n":

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Tuesday Night Post # 48

unfinished

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Tuesday night Post #47

 As my mind expanded I still remembered to anchor

In the time I organized the memories

in that time I saw you briefly

Tuesday Night Post # 46

This is my working method.  For these drawings I have either started to destroy a resolution or started to solve a problem that is being created as I resolve.  A very much organic method, I fluctuate from solving to un-resolving the composition and symbolism.  Each pencil mark is left as an expression of a decision executed.  Sometimes erased to be re-experienced.  As I work I try to hold the belief that with each new stroke emerges a new drawing, forgetting any preconceptions.  There are times in which I remove myself from the drawing.  Allowing my mind to forget it and solve other ones in the set of problems I have developed.  These three are of a set I am working through.

As said before the method is of highs and lows.  Aesthetics and concepts, as I work through each, I struggle to unite the loose and emerging threads. 

Here are the puzzlers:

 

It’s hard to see each piece in some sort of disarray.   I can see some are unbalance in concept or design.   It’s also hard to remember certain stages I liked more that existed before the current version of the third one. 

 

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Tuesday Night Post # 45

Scattered Few,

"The closer I got to the reconstruction
 the farther she got"

The closer I got to the reconstruction

the farther she got

In a way I found what I was after

Not the truth but the way the truth makes us respond

But then the truth is the way we respond

Myself to the ground I followed the line

Every lovely curve

To every abrupt change

The lesson was in the way

I had to shift to fall into the groove

On time nestled

another split apart

Just as I was a child knowing not when to let up

Things broke and several pieces went a missing

Union came not at the moment

Union is not a definition

Union was the memory there after

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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

 

Tuesday Night Post #21

Droplets,

My Post.  A projection of a future performance with a sketch to solidify the idea.

-DBL

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Cloud

A cloud of texture distinguished by its sound

Floats above him, The Caller, calling to the crowd

A crowd of thoughts distinguished by its collective action

Surrounds like a veil around inaction

His body a vessel to manifest the paradox of the virtual self

To behold and ride on this network of friends

As he voyages through his forms which are many

Reflecting the thought of One with rows of fingers aplenty

Not a seer of truth but a master of social engineering

Implanting the time signature a rhythm subtle but fulfilling 

One in all they perform the cycle

Destroying through creating

What took many years to make and many lives to construct

A collective thought that has always existed

Masked by this collective inaction just mentioned

A perpetual machine of absurdity

Beautiful in its efficiency and its inefficiency

For to construct what already exist to a second rate

That adds for more thirst than it satiates

Is what we now call the post-human condition

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