in production [ exhibition Oct 10 - nov 7, 2019 Northcutt Steele Gallery ]

The Prize Inside

The Prize Inside (Redshift Waves, Arcade Gaze, & Other Things):

3-channel video panorama (video still) from,  The Prize Inside  ( Redshift Waves, Arcade Gaze, & Other Things ):  We Reside Where Ghosts Are Born (inside an elastic “Warp Zone”) We Divide Between Foul Lines (cloaked, veiled, invisible) but Just a Step Ahead of the Vultures We Hide at the Periphery of the Gaze (I apologize) Blind Spots Instant Happy Childhood Memories Quarter Machine Dopamine (hard, unwrapped, unchewed) Dubble Bubble and a DUM-DUMS Sucker What You Don’t Know Won’t Hurt You When History Rhymes Rather Than Repeats But it said, “UNBREAKABLE” Arcade Games, & Cracked Clay Terrain Before it was a Rainforest A Wave and a Stream Orange Rubber Band (cannot affect your horizon but time is longer on my side) “Grow Your Own Man”

3-channel video panorama (video still) from, The Prize Inside (Redshift Waves, Arcade Gaze, & Other Things): We Reside Where Ghosts Are Born (inside an elastic “Warp Zone”) We Divide Between Foul Lines (cloaked, veiled, invisible) but Just a Step Ahead of the Vultures We Hide at the Periphery of the Gaze (I apologize) Blind Spots Instant Happy Childhood Memories Quarter Machine Dopamine (hard, unwrapped, unchewed) Dubble Bubble and a DUM-DUMS Sucker What You Don’t Know Won’t Hurt You When History Rhymes Rather Than Repeats But it said, “UNBREAKABLE” Arcade Games, & Cracked Clay Terrain Before it was a Rainforest A Wave and a Stream Orange Rubber Band (cannot affect your horizon but time is longer on my side) “Grow Your Own Man”

 

Artist Statement

Lyrical discourse, memes, and pop-drama often service the creation of my meta-narratives, extending language to explore social hierarchies and the psychological impact that rules and boundaries impose on people. I enjoy writing screen plays and songs, creating and performing characters, developing immersive landscape composites, and working collaboratively to produce multi-media film productions. I am interested in symbiotic relationships and the narratives that unfold when introducing conditions of action, motion, and emotion before the camera. Using passive camera techniques to explore cycles and potential outcomes, my recent works combine landscape constructions with audio narratives to prompt character action within a space while provoking boundaries, exposing tensions and bonds that develop within. I like fly swatters, but not nearly as much as observing horses standing head to tail to swat the flies from the others eyes. This companionship can be mistaken as courtship. It’s mostly about enabling sleep without discomfort of itchy, stingy eyes. Some horsemen braid a horse’s tail to look pretty, tying it off with tiny bows to add super cuteness. But then the horse cannot use the tail to swat the eyes, and flies feed on their tears. The desire for pretty and cute has compromised the most vulnerable connection with empathy – the eyes. Such paradoxes inspire my multimedia narratives. Whether inside a dugout, a camper trailer, or alongside a Pretty Fence, all my persona-based characters entertain the gap between liminal clarity and misunderstood realities.

 

Her ongoing saga “Cutie Beauty & The Trailer Of Doom!” employs themes of memetics, imitation theory, and human adaptive systems for meaning-making to create a mereological person, Cutie Beauty, whose disposition shifts from part-relation into whole-human formation.

 

Featuring:

Cutie Beauty & The BAT-SWING Fly

(Episode 8) filmed live at Center on Contemporary Art (CoCA)

 

WALKING WHILE CUTE (IS NOT A CRIME)

"Walking While Cute is not a Crime (Marching While Cute Is)" is an action-scripted performance in reaction to an injustice "marginalized and denied" captured by police dash cam, "Drop the golf club, it's a weapon!" William Wingate is an Air Force veteran and retired Seattle King County Metro bus driver.

"Walking While Black" Police dash-cam video from July 9, 2014. Seattle – an elderly man walks with a golf club as a cane. Police officer stops him, “drop the club, It’s a weapon!” she demands of him. He is caught off guard, noticeably confused. He asks, “Why, I didn’t do anything wrong. This is my cane, I’ve been using it for 20 years.” Calling for backup, the officer proceeds to arrest this suspect-pedestrian American. In response to this injustice, I wrote the screenplay and performance, “Cutie Beauty, Walking While Cute (is not a crime)