Although I haven’t posted in this blog very much lately, it hasn’t been for a lack of want. I am always thinking and writing on art. Here are some fractured thoughts from my notebook and various Facebook postings…
1. On attending Flux night in Atlanta: So, I enjoyed going to Flux night yesterday. I enjoyed the Fast Food Mascot Fight, the Disarm sound work made of old weapons, the Spelman College Choir, and the large drawing of Civil Rights Activists. I was a bit disappointed by Yoko Ono's work. Too frequently she relies on the good intentions of others to complete her work. I love and respect her idealism, but sometimes it comes across as hopelessly naive. I saw this in the way many people were butchering the spirit of her work by smearing the ink and drawing inappropriate things on it. I respect her never failing optimistic take on life - but it is a place I cannot go to and settle in for any length of time. But Yoko Ono is a sacred cow in the art world - and I doubt anyone would criticize her art in print. And maybe I'm fine with that. Although I cannot make an art that is so blindly optimistic, I am glad someone is. We definitely need more of that.
2. I think I make more interesting work than great work, and by great I mean sublime and profound. I want to make more great work. More often I make an art for the now, though sometimes I want to make an art for a forever.
3. Last night I wanted to be wild. I knew I wanted to be wild. No one would join me so I went out alone. It paid off. I had a drunken epiphany as to why my current painting isn’t working. I can’t wait to work in a bit. Didn’t Hemingway once say, “Compose drunk, but edit sober?”
4. In response to the stabbing at the recent Art Basel Miami: Hello art world, please think about this sentence pulled from the attached article: Some patrons thought the stabbing was a performance art presentation. Others believed the police tape cordoning off an area of the convention center was part of an art installation. ------ this statement speaks to - 1. the current over conflation of art and life in contemporary art - and 2. a kind of jaded attitude where nothing is genuine or sincere and everything is suspect or a performance or a facade of some kind.... time to wake up my friends, and learn some sincerity, some trust, some wonder, some belief . . . some empathy.
5. I am king of the night! Now, if I can only master the day. Good night everyone!
6. So, this is 40: a good a time as any to take stock of one’s life, I guess. For those of you who know me well, you must know that my life so far has been . . . challenging. But despite these challenges, I have zero regrets. I’ve always done what compels my heart, I’ve always done what needed to be done, and I’ve always tried to do the right thing. Perhaps it is because of these things that my life has been so full of challenges. I can honestly say without any exaggeration that I would not be here without you, my fantastic friends and family, who have given me support during the many, many, and many less than ideal times in my life. . . But the lesson here is not how many bad times there have been, but how many times you all have come to help me out! And remembering these times, these are sweet, rich memories! I will never forget this, and I am eternally grateful to you all! Thank you!