Showing posts with label Brancusi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brancusi. Show all posts

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Heavy Hitters



Heavy Hitters. It's hard to compete with famous people. At times I think should never see, hear, or read their work again, as I can never create such daring and powerful output. But then, I would never be able to return to the things I have loved. These very same things have lured me down darkest rabbit holes, where I have often found almost indiscernible fragments of my own self. These very fragments whose images and dimensional properties continually appear one moment, then vaporize the next like an apparition. It is through this esoteric exercise that i begin to understand why Brancusi worked so much in stone and wood. They are real and exist with such tangible and knowable certainty- reductively hewn into form by the most powerfully willed little Rumanian ever to have sulked the earth. Right right feed your head.