ProcessStudio · The Dossiers
Every series invents its own process.
I don't have a method. Every series builds its own process, and when the series ends, the process is thrown away with it. These are the ones written down while they happened.
Figure & Edges.
Six months of lockdown. My brother, a critic, set the exercises. Then the edge of the paint became the painting, and the page turns dark when the canvases do.
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The Toy Trojan.
The frame had to come from one piece of wood, so the work began in a forest: a three-hundred-year-old mahogany, a ritual before the cut, three kilometres out on foot.
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The Orgasm Project.
My orgasm, recorded as brainwaves and turned into oil on canvas by a robot and a painter my own hand. It ended at Sotheby's in New York.
This website.
Twenty years without a website. Every brand I was given, the documents each attempt left behind, and the build log of the one I finally count as a work.
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The website as a place you walk through: a block world in the wrong colours, my head with the door in the mouth, your weather, two suns, a temple building itself until December 10. Open, and growing.
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Further dossiers as their records are prepared.