I have often

Wondered what is truly important in my life. I have thought to myself, is this person or persons that close to me as I think, how can one begin to believe such things. I have little idea. But it is evident to myself that those whom we profess to love, or believe to love will loose those feelings in time. Much like Duchamp’s art work, he begs the question how can a person describe art when it is inherently everything. I beg that question of whom do we protect ourselves against, hold ourselves out for and wish to obtain in due time.

I spoke to a friend for the first time in weeks, and at first i was hesitant, because there was seemingly bad feelings between us. How? I know reasons why, but there was… and yet we spoke, apparently willing to give up such wishes of ill will and become friends agian. Why do this? I know no answer to this but I do beg superior powers to tell me which souls to invest time into and which will become worthless banks of time when the time is right.

Aside from that I am beginning a new sculpture based upon a world Philosophy. I picked a combination of Sum Deus Ex Machina, Hinduism, and New Age thinking. It is a figurative shape, long and thin that extends up and curves back over looking at itself in a reflective surface. I wish for it to speak upon self introspection, and perhaps it is looking upon photos of its own humanity or what it lost. … could be an interesting idea.