I often don’t fully understand what I am doing. I have very precise ideas and references that I am pursuing, but how they all fit in the conversation of the finished work is outside of my hands. I believe this level of uncertainty in the final product makes them enjoyable to produce and interesting to process. I can reflect on them for years still trying to figure them out surrendering ownership of meaning.I was interested in the idea of ‘a hero’. I didn’t, and still don’t know what that is exactly. I began by acting out the preformative gesture with a bow and arrow in a field outside of Vancouver. I stood in a field on a fur pelt and shot a bow and arrow directly up (actually at an angle against the wind) until I was able to have the arrow return directly to the spot I was standing and strike the pelt. This is possible by keeping your eye on the arrow for the entirety of its accent and decent, calibrating and trying again until the projectile has returned to its point of departure (the pelt) and I step aside. If you lose track of the arrow against the clouded sky it is best just to run.
The resulting body of work were sculptural interpretations of this act. Each element of the work was an object directly involved, manipulated in a way that made sense to me. The pants and jacket that I wore: cleft through the layers as it hangs. The arrow I shot: punctured through a framed stretch of fur. The pelt on which I stood hangs on you framed pictures facing the wall. There is also a brief description and photo documentation of the whole arrow-shooting process.
I feel like the things themselves create meaning, I am just a custodian of these things, one who spells earnestly and poorly. All these objects are interpretations of an act I am trying to understand myself.
I feel like the things themselves create meaning, I am just a custodian of these things, one who spells earnestly and poorly. All these objects are interpretations of an act I am trying to understand myself.