I finished up my first day at school a little early. I had time to see
the new student exhibition and ran into a friend on college ave.
Everyone is so friendly and warm. Its a bit overwhelming. I’m so shy
sometimes and I felt myself struggling to hold conversations or speak up
in class. But I did it and I’ll get over it soon enough. Pretty soon
I’ll own that place.
I’ve been thinking about the process of creating a large body of work.
The machines series is the first time I’ve tried to stick with one
series and its been an interesting journey to say the least. Some days I
am so confident and sure of my ideas. Other days I think its all a
terrible waste of time. At the end of the day, neither opinions matter.
The work just is, and it is strengthened by its numbers. I think from an
outsider’s view it feels confident and sure. That’s a feeling you just
can’t get with single pieces. It pushes me farther, and takes me places
I couldn’t get to with just one or two pieces. The series takes over and
I am governed by it. I must feed it, I am compelled to. Feed the bitch!