Artist's Statement

Miniature Black Holes

Art belongs to every category of endeavors, and the diversity of artists reflects that. The artist acts as a special function of their environment; their talent is to understand what goes on around them, and to reflect back what deserves more recognition. The environment, combined with the artist’s discretion, molds the character of his or her art. My environment is expansive, not selective, and I have been given great freedom to explore it. My discretion is economic, preferring fulfillment over flavor. The combination results in plain, bland, powerful ideas. I have no place in niche art. If I were to try, my paintings would look like the murals of Italy found in Subway restaurants. My environment of endless opportunity gives me no special interest in anything. Why then do I remain an artist? My special interest is in fact, nothing.

I grew up in an upper-class family in the suburbs outside Chicago. I have two parents and a sister, and my father is a manager of architects. He taught me to be financially responsible. I have nothing in my life to complain about. The most I can say about my personality, my character that makes me “who I am,” is that I work hard. My friends call me a robot. My mind is built for the purpose of an artist, because as hard as I try, I can’t imagine doing anything else.

No matter how hard we try changing anything, it already happened. We focus to understand what’s closer to the present, but the end cannot be achieved. We are pieces of the earth, moving because we are moved, just as we were before somebody thought there was a choice. Runners are fast for the same reason that scientists are smart. The rich and famous know they are puppets better than anyone else, and the most powerful men on earth strictly follow the currents of nature that have existed forever. The earth is becoming aware, and those who understand are at the forefront of its development. But it’s not aware yet.

It looks as if we are creating earth’s greatest achievement. In all its history, little more excitement has happened than in the past million, thousand, or hundred years. The excitement is accelerating, and being the parts of earth that specialize in change, we can feel it. But in fact, we cannot take credit as the creators when we think with brains that can only work when forced to. Nobody has any more freedom than a wave. Call it slavery; call it inspiration. Every option has a consequence, and the best choice is usually chosen.

Since I was born, I’ve been swirled around into an artist, nearly with a mind of my own. Motion pushes my environment against me, and I understand as a result. Or I just curse. I actually bit myself and cried writing this. If it weren’t for my good heritage, I’d be a nervous wreck most of the time. So describes the excitement happening to earth. It’s like the words in this artist’s statement happening to the ink in this paper. The earth is being obliterated, and every individual is a mole working to make it happen. As an artist, I am as much motion as a piece of earth can handle. My job is to control it.