SELF(LESS)ISH, 2019, plywood, Sculptamold, paint, fishing line, pine 2 x 6's, hardware, sandbags, astroturf, takeaways, 86 x 64 x 48”
Language feels concrete but sometimes I forget how to use the right words
Words happen in pairs like opposites
Binaries
I don’t know if I like it
Because language might be a spectrum
Letters combined become words
Words have fabricated meanings
Fabricated meanings feel absurd
I’m absurd
Maybe water is actually pink
The sky is actually green
And colors are dogs
Cats are cars
Words are goners
Most of the time I can’t explain it
I feel selfish and selfless at the same time
Everything all at once
It’s difficult to express
So language is now a spectrum
Words are rainbows