Firsts (2020) |
Inspired by several sleepless nights, I once created a triptych of swirling and amorphous black pieces of paper to capture the feeling of my mind speeding up after turning off the light.
I have found a lot of bold, blank colours in the magazines I have been cutting up for my collage. A pure abstraction of such hues was the first inspiration. However, I felt it would be quite flat. An article's title page presented an appealing script of the word "firsts". When isolated from type-set and syntax, the letters themselves become their own shapes. Language is a system of agreed-upon symbols. However, the scripts of written language are not universal symbols. The inherent contradictions appeal to me. In my travels, I have meandered through venues where foreign scripts I cannot read remind me that illiteracy is a relative concept.
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