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Statement
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| Sweets |
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the midst of an entirely barren and empty "landscape",
void of anything other than a multitude of sugar coated inhabitants.
The many shapes and sizes, parts and pieces of a greater whole
come together to construct towering mountains, pillars of sugary
strength and the destructive forces of confectionery whirlwinds
and tsunamis. A flawed yet functional infrastructure. A conglomerate
society of multi-colored temptations, vying for the same hierarchical
position at the top of the heap. |
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Wigs |
| Ostentatious
men with wigs that nearly topple, billow and swirl, like plumage
these wigs are meant to impress, and perhaps even threaten,
evidence of wealth and power, symbols of status and examples
of conspicuous consumption. These men are mocked by their own
behavior, continually usurping the previous sovereign of style
in order to preserve one's self-complacency. Their mounds of
hair piled high like towers reaching for the heavens render
them useless, a virtuous disability that requires of them abstention
from laborious work. The beautiful becomes the grotesque, style
surmounting function. |
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| History |
I
blend familiar and historical imagery allowing for misinterpretation
to occur. The result is a new visual narrative, created from
the image's inseparable pre-existing connotations.
These images are often misleading, yet they contain elements
of their past and reflect our current condition. My paintings
subvert the traditional genre of portraiture by approaching
the subject with the sentiment of an Iconoclast. Yet my intention
is to “rebuild” the image rather than destroy it.
I take advantage of the cyclical nature of history and its unfailing
tendency to repeat itself. |
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