artist statement I

"I am for the art of sailing on Sunday, and the art of red and white gasoline pumps.

I am for the art of underwear and the art of taxicabs. I am for the art of ice-cream cones dropped on the concrete.

I am for the art of conversation between the sidewalk and a blind mans metal stick.

I am for the art that grows in a pot, that comes down out of the skies at night, like lightning, that hides in the clouds and growls. I am for art that is flipped on and off with a switch.

I am for Kool-art, 7-Up art, Pepsi-art, Sunshine art, 39 cents art, 15 cents art, Vatronol art, Dro-bomb art, Vam art, Menthol art, L&M art, Ex-lax art, Venida art, Heaven Hill art, Pampryl art, San-o-med art, Rx art, 9.99 art, Now art, New art, How art, Fire sale art, Last chance art, Only art, Diamond art, Tomorrow art, Franks art, Ducks art, Meat-o-rama art.

I am for the art of things lost or thrown away, coming home from school."

-Claes Oldenburg, excerpts from I Am for an Art..., 1970 exhibition catalogue

artist statement II

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Once upon a time (and it begins like this) there was a cog and a whistle second, a whirligig and a pair of black rimmed bifocals, a note and a tune, a train and a stovepipe, a maybe, a perhaps and a hope you do, a yes, a no, a jehosofah and a corblimey, a treetop shanty, a degu, a dime, a scrap of lined 3 ringed binder paper and a harmonica everplaying an air on a g string 3/7 of a sharp out of tune, an agitated endoplasmic reticulum, a shuttlecock and an arbitrarium, a night and a day and a no man's land, a look over there, a take 'er easy, a joie de vivre and a yorkshire pud, a gum wrapper with specific life saving instructions, a talking, babbling, articulate, nearsighted and teetotal blackasnightwithoutamoon cormorant, an afternoon and two aces, a shunt and a bustle, a crossword and a bumblebee, a treasure bearing bathtub, an independent tick tock, a biddledrunk and a soldier with arms akimbo standing in a fairy circle shaking their heads, a blinding light show finaled in puce, a come as you are and a duchess, a sweaty candle and a birthday fickle frog, a jesuwep and a three legged dapple grey horse named Rass.

artist statement III

I live Here

I am the storyteller of an exaggerated reality, melding the visible with invisible to macro the micro. I weave in images of relics that violently survived colonial annihilation, refusing to be erased, forcing us to remember from where we come. I write my own story, viewing society from outside-in-downside-up, documenting and strengthening myself with my creations: an army of line drawing exorcisims. The images reflect the polarities of my comtradictory existence: black and white, catholic and atheist,m warrior and pacifist, introvert and extrovert, observer and player, inanimate and animate. Through my drawings I live and relive and remind myself of the stories that shaped me, old and new, remembering my beginnings, never taking my or my ancestors's lives for granted. Everything is magical and a source of strength. I seek to cahnge and inspire and communicate and appease.

" The story never stops beginning or ending. It appears headless and bottomless for it is built on differences..The story circulates like a gift; an empty gift which anyone can lay claim to by filling to taste, yet can never truly possess. A gift built on multiplicity. One that stays inexhaustible within its own limits. Its departures and arrivals. Its quietness."-Trin T. Min-ha. Woman, Native, Other. Writing Postcoloniality and Feminism. Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 1974, p.2.