mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
certainly not by human hand
the real magic is woven and stitched after I archive the work (lean against a tree, a shed, a ...). oft in a single night. it is non-archival and unrelated to my formal or conceptual habits.
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