No Lies. Art.

Art Liars.

Art does not lie.

Lies are found in daily life, not in Art.

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Visions of YOW.

The world is small indeed.
Rest is nice, recklessness is better.

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On the Wall.

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Topologies II.

L'exposition Topologies est en montre au Centre des arts et de la culture de Dieppe (NB) du 13 mai au 11 août 02011.

The exhibition Topologies is up at the Centres des arts et de la culture de Dieppe (NB) from May 13th to August 11th, 02011.

Check it out!

L'artiste aimerait remercier le Conseil des arts du Nouveau-Brunswick pour leur appui.
The artist would like to thank The New Brunswick Arts Board for their support.

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Pile and Box. [Re-building Ourselves]

Equations are mostly sustainable,
Unless rendered to fragments.
But fragments are elements of fractions.
And fractions are fragments of infrastructures.

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Motion. Uptake.

New colours arrive, precisely, more shades of grey.


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Nota Bene. [Excerpts]

Trying to make up for lost time...

Depositing 'time' in the Lost and Found.

And the motions count as breaths, the wind inhales/exhales.

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Clearwater.

Magnificent people.
Magnificent place.
The journey was the destination.

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Inflected.

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Some Tests.

Fabric Forms.
Testing... 1, 2, 3...

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Forms.

The endless possibilities of form.

Scale is the only boundary to cross.


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Questions.

Trying to find answers,
but don't know the questions.


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East/West/East.

Migration is always necessary.

We see ghosts of ourselves through filters of sky.

Traces left behind slowly bleed through.

Rumination. Failures. Discoveries.

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Integers.

One.

The sum of the whole.


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Untitled [Cracks].

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Rough Sketch.

Time will render things similar.
Backgrounds become foregrounds become backgrounds.
Sketches should only be rough... this how they are defined.



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Speaking of Carapaces...

The blue light calls, wander well little one, wander well.

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Feathers, Leaves and Carapaces.

Rectangles become curves, become structures.
Materials form themselves, listen...

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The Path.

Traces. The path shows itself over time.

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I Make Art...

Because it hurts.


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