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“Art is a primordial concept, exalted as the godhead, inexplicable as life, indefinable and without purpose. The work of art comes into being through artistic evaluation of its elements. I know only how I make it, know only my medium, of which I partake, to what end I know not.”
-Kurt Schwitters from Merz, 1921

"Down behind the dustbin I met a dog named Joe. 'What have you got there?' I said. 'Wouldn't you like to know?'

-Michael Rosen from "Wouldn't You Like to Know"


I believe in the absurd. I believe in the bizarre. I believe that everything is a lot more humorous than we allow ourselves to enjoy, and a lot more beautiful than we allow ourselves to experience. I think that rhinoceri make lousy house guests, that perfect people would be…

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  • Joined May 8, 2007

Favorite materials

Collage, watercolour, colouredpencil, mixedmedia, marker, stuff, beads, buttons, shiny objects

About

“Art is a primordial concept, exalted as the godhead, inexplicable as life, indefinable and without purpose. The work of art comes into being through artistic evaluation of its elements. I know only how I make it, know only my medium, of which I partake, to what end I know not.”
-Kurt Schwitters from Merz, 1921

"Down behind the dustbin I met a dog named Joe. 'What have you got there?' I said. 'Wouldn't you like to know?'

-Michael Rosen from "Wouldn't You Like to Know"


I believe in the absurd. I believe in the bizarre. I believe that everything is a lot more humorous than we allow ourselves to enjoy, and a lot more beautiful than we allow ourselves to experience. I think that rhinoceri make lousy house guests, that perfect people would be scary, that all objects have more than one purpose, and that art is the single most important thing that human kind has discovered.

I make my art like I used to play with paper dolls; I spread out all my bits of paper and shiny things and move them around until something makes me smile, giggle, or daydream. Sometimes I realize later that there was a reason those images together resonated for me. Sometimes I discover later that those pieces make more sense to someone else.

Art speaks to you like the cockroach that whispers in your ear while you sleep. Listen carefully, maybe one of these pieces is calling *your* name.

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