Line art.

The places I don't fit.

Talking about nothingness.

Using something.

Oh, and ladders are so beautiful.

I am not digging the cardboard. I mean, I love it. And it is helping me explore the ideas in my head with some scraps I found off the street. But I do want to try this with some wood. I went as far as going to the wood-workshop to discuss with them the possibilities of how to create it. I wanted to make this for my off-site show. But that didn't happen, ended up doing a collective piece, but more of that later. I also wanted to speak about nothing, empty space, and here I am using stuff. Material. That didn't seem to make all that much sense either. But I have been doing research about that and my next essay due after spring break is going to be based on that so more on that later too, but I suppose what it really boils down to is that you need something to talk about nothing.

But Ben Fitton in our crit/group tutorial asked if it needs to be wood. I thought yes. He said maybe it speaks more of the ephemeral and concepts I am looking at anyhows with cardboard. I mean I should try it properly, I think it can look pretty cool. My problem is that I like stuff. Structures. And I am intrigued by nothingness. I have a desire to be free and unattached to stuff, yet I love stuff. I want my art to exist. Within space. But I don't want it to exist at all. Maybe it's more just my own existentialism being projected onto my art.