(Untitled for now), 60inx84in installation, 2008-2011 (ongoing)
I don’t like talking about my thesis work.
In short it’s about relationships, mostly failed. Men I admired and still admire. Some who talk to me, some who don’t. Some I have never had a relationship with outside of my mind. Trying to find connections between these men. Trying to foolishly become my own person through these men. It works because it doesn’t work. It’s a project that’s never complete. 23 images out of sea of things I’d want to show. Took me a semester to settle on a display that made sense to the photos and to myself. Overall, I’m sure the work will not be received well, and I can tell from the fake reassurance from a portion of my friends, but at the end of the day, I’m happy with it. It’s not fashion, it’s not conceptual, it’s not highbrow. I just hope there’s a lot of gay boys out there who fetishize the idea of being loved as much as I do and get that from my work so I have some kind of following down the road.
Opening night is May 10th at Calumet Gallery. The work really needs to be seen in person and in full scale. I can’t deal with the digital age.