I clearly recognize in those decisions things that are central to the way that I am, the way that my mind works, the things that I feel, and the emotional landscape that I, sort of, live in.
Flight of the Flowers, Second Movement
Paper, found material. 2012.
Second Movement: One small step for man. Where does a person turn in moments inudated by stress, despair. A banal, cathartic lamentation, releasing a ululation towards the sky. We all have our ways of filtering the content constantly consuming their cranium. The second movement is about conjuring an informal interchange of thoughts and information, in a more one-on-one environment. Adorn cans to fill those ears with song; read books to obscure reality and intrude into the opulent joy that cowers from sadness. Revel in the pulchritude —
Eric Dyer
Made this and set this tumblr up for my time in Brooklyn this month. More to come.