I wouldn't consider myself a blogger, and I’m almost convinced that that it's the American ego that compels people to toss their thoughts into the oversaturated-cyber-wasteland. The thought that someone may think that MY ramblings can be slightly interesting is to say the least, unfathomable.
Nonetheless, this blog is mainly for me to jot down my crazy thoughts, and keep track of random ideas for my art. If someone feels compelled to read this, enjoy! and watch me frolic in my own narcissism.
I’m too old to figure most of the features of my new cell phone, but young enough to still look forward to having a mid-life crisis… one day.
I hid out in an academic bubble for over 12 years, mainly as a student, but also as a teacher, where I tried to inspire people to create beautiful and interesting things to subvert the imperialist machine. Fortunately, I now reside in the very real world of Los Angeles with the sometimes backwards-heard-of-plastic-inspired Angelinos, which can make life quite interesting. Unfortunately, my brain has begun to fester.
I have a beautiful and crazy family and spend most of my time looking forward to spending time with them… most of the time (at least when the kids aren’t throwing tantrums… and that’s nothing a glass of wine can’t take care of).
After being a father, and life partner, I am an artist. I float through this captivating world, contemplating all the different human manifestations of power, while deconstructing the idea of power itself. I often question whether Nietzsche’s brilliant ramblings have inspired, or soiled my thoughts. It is these musings have been the conceptual foundation of my art over the last decade.
