My pictures are confused, abrupt, adamant, honest and entirely lacking in foresight. They are born from an argument between life's experiences, subconscious impulses and my own muddled aesthetic preferences; this dialogue is strained but ongoing. They are made possible only by the depth of my illness and the gift of my sobriety. I have accepted both graciously. They are, individually and as a group, an unwitting self-portrait.
Friday, June 24, 2011
The best, "found object as art" folk art snake.
I love finding objects like this. It is a home made tool of some kind.
Completely articulated, metal and wooden handle. Makes a perfect folk