Memory Jog Romance

So this is some work from this fall that I made at the couple of residencies I was at.

I was working with all this b&w work from the past year. A year that was made up of many highs and lows but all I could seem to remember were, of course, all the highs.

I am not alone in this selective memory, over embellishment, romanticization thing. As far as I know, we all do it.

So I started to paint in the saturated atmosphere that I remembered each place to have. I would begin transferring the key lines from an image to this crazy plastic paper called Yupo. Next, I would summon the color gods to jog my memory of each scene. Then, I would print that image over top of the painting, and close my eyes and wait.

And see where my memory took me.

These are some. There are others, and more to come. Just a little game of memory jog romance.

Wandering with Weights

Lamar, CO

As I sit in my new local coffee house in my new town I remember this guy. He was walking his groceries home through the tall grass field at twilight. As I navigate the web for jobs in Chattanooga, Tennessee I remember his story. He used to work at the Alco, a smaller more regional version of Walmart. As I get redirected from one application forum to another I remember his wandering. He now walks the streets of Lamar with his food that comes from the Walmart that has now replaced the smaller Alco. As I wade helplessly in this anonymous sea of 1s and 0s I think of this guy.