Here's a great example. You all know that I am
(Here's the trailer if you're unfamiliar with the film)
If you know what to look for, in that clip alone, you'll see the inspiration, whether intentional or not, of maybe five of my pieces. I'm still a little embarrassed by that, but I can't help it! It's as though my work just belongs in one of his films.
Here's something even more shattering. This week I googled "cardboard art" out of idle curiosity and it resulted in an existential crisis. Apparently there is a dude in England named Chris Gilmour who exactly replicates objects (a bike, wheelchair, dentist chair, cars, musical instruments, and yes, even a typewriter) using only cardboard and glue. As you can probably imagine, I developed a debilitating inferiority complex as a result of looking at his impeccable craftsmanship and hyperrealistic facsimiles. Now that I've had a chance to digest it, I've realized that my disappointment at discovering that someone else makes cardboard sculptures of everyday objects is like a painter being bummed to find out that another artist paints portraits, no matter how different the two styles are. Ultimately, our work looks similar, but the content is entirely different. But maybe we should still get married and have cardboard babies together.
This can be our house.

This can be our house.
2 comments:
"get married and have cardboard babies together..."
-HAHAHAAAAA!!!
Your post cracked me up :)
hilarious!
I laughed, I cried. But seriously, excellent writing and I'm glad to hear your conclusion that media is media and everone uses it (be it glue, sharpies, paint or cardboard).
This is where your investiagtion really can take off- what moves you?
What's an event that changed your life? These can become starting points to further developing a body of work that's conceptually linked.
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