Time is a funny thing. i'm feeling more and more like it's just cyclical and anything you once did and continue to do will revisit you sometime later. As I'm working currently on performance pieces and just thinking about where I am as an artist right in this moment I keep getting snagged by these brambles that I thought I was done with, things like bee dances and victorian dining etiquette. But it's really cool to see how they accumulate and solidify this idea that nothing's really lost, just that what you're building might not be what you thought it was when you started.
I've been thinking about ownership of one's art a lot lately. This idea that You are not your Art, but of course that's only sort of true because there's a degree of ourselves in everything we make, or else we wouldn't care about making it. And then with clown work there's a ton of You there, it's You laid bare in fact. so how do you put enough space between the work and you to see it as Work and be able to continue working on it?
That's all I got for now.
