I rarely visit at the many Shopping Malls in Northern New Jersey where I live. The enormous density of humans I encounter, and the predictability of what is available for sale does not appeal to me. I do however, as necessary, take advantage of the value of household and kitchen goods sold at the large box store, Costco. This past weekend I visited the largest of these box stores in the region. The drawing here poetically represents hundreds, or perhaps thousands, of humans I encountered. As a Synesthete, my senses are particularly sensitive and exhausted by an afternoon in this environment.
Remembering my friends Adam Lee and Jason Mejia
“There you go, swimming deeper into Mystery. Here I remain only seeing where you used to be…….Gone from Mystery into Mystery. Gone from daylight into night. Another step deeper into darkness, closer to the light.” Bruce Cockburn
Silk, Cotton, poly ribbon, metallic and cotton thread and floss 24″x36
As a synesthete, if I care to “look” at what I feel, I can draw it. This is what a sore chest felt like. It was all sort of squeezey pressure with points of pain like a very sore throat in the wrong place. The fabric piece is sewn directly on a commercial 12″ square stretched linen canvas. I am quite well now, and all that remains, thankfully, is the artwork.
12″x12″ linen canvas, silk and linen, cotton and metallic thread and floss
20″x24″ Linen and cotton on linen, cotton and metallic thread and floss.
I always liked the music in video games better than the games. The sounds are discrete and usually very bouncy. This is a gestalt of many musical experiences with chiptunes.
Silk on linen, metallic thread and floss. 26″x34″.
Using my synesthesia, my hearing to seeing and making art, I created this hand sewn surface design based on live electronics and bass drum. “The Deformation of Figures” was composed by Seth Cluett and performed by percussionist Tim Feeney. This “lowercase” music is an extreme form of ambient music, subtle and rich. The electronics/sine tones, are in color, and the percussion is in black for this one hour performance. I make sketches while listening at a live concert, and re listen to recordings until I am happy with my capture of the “bones” of the music.
Mon oeil l’écoute
Last Saturday I attended a Tristan Perich concert at “The Kitchen” in NYC. His repetitive synth timbres and rhythmic interruptions informed the image I created after viewing the NYC skyline under a bright moon on the way home to NJ. The skyscrapers were surely vying for the sky space.
If you haven’t heard Linda Everswick’s music, please give a listen. If I must say so myself, her use of my drawing for her cover art has just exactly the right bouncy look for her bouncy aural textures.