A couple of posts ago, I tried something found in my current book. Reading Jane Smiley‘s “Moo“, within the complex story is a student at Moo University rewriting the same story over and over again in a writing class. Interesting process to read about, and to do. One time, the prof said to write the same story again from a different point of view. Brain-stretching, I thought. This would be good for me too.
So next post, I wrote from the point of view of the cast away things that make up my art these days. Thus, the post “I AM TRASH”, exists as opposed to my writing a statement about a new piece and its influences. (actually tried to submit that blog post as an artist statement for an upcoming show, but that pushed the envelope too far).
I AM TRASH described new work and the part of Japanese aesthetics which compelled me to make my work, and to honor the history of the so-called medium.
Truth is stranger than fiction. Above is a piece from a group of naive painted images by passionate hobbyists that hangs on the front porch.
And above the same piece after strong winds sent here from the land of Moo tore the window from its nail. Putting my money where my mouth was, I glued the broken piece back in and outlined it with gold. Now it has more history.
- I Am Trash (leemalerich.wordpress.com)