Curated by Larry Thacker

for years now i’ve been obsessed with journaling on paper in my sketchbooks. working on a style i suppose. or better a place to follow my folly. the wonderful thing about this process and time to accumulate “stuff” — patterns begin to appear. an eye and gravitation to a certain style that you borrow begins to form. this shape becomes your own. i’ve realized i just see the world with a certain perspective. i also have created a work flow that works for me.

in respect to this love of journaling — i’ve started a new path to take direction to the wall or canvas // time to scale up. test the nature of this thinking and design aesthetic. now begins a new journey into translation. translating the work from analog to digital. so this morning i was stepping into a new area of capturing the work – photography. the above picture is one of my first studio photo sessions — working to capture and translate the work.

this exercise in exploration of expanding my creative direction — well i think of it as swimming. i’m well off-shore from my normal process and yet at the same time very trusting in the fact that this idea will float just long enough to get me back to land soon enough.

part of me now writing this journal entry is my swimming back to land. not only do i have to translate the process but i also have to translate the thinking that allows me go out to sea and step beyond what i’m comfortable with. to be honest i need to make this sound good for dinner tonight with my wife when she ask “what did you do today in the studio?”

well dear i went for a swim.

Fired up the Olympia 79 this past week. (thank you Ryon Edwards for the hook up)
Cranking out letters and hearing the ding at the end of the line is addictive. Still need to make it up to Starbucks to plug this bad boy in a for a while.

today it begins – ha, ha, ha

for anyone living in the south – the term reconstruction holds weight far beyond the life you have lived.

right now i’m feeling the need for an artistic project that weaves a line of found object, deconstruction & reconstruction. This weaving of elements can bring otherwise unrelated objects into an object of thought and concept. An experience for the artist as well as for the beholder. In some ways — I see parallel to the process of a musician resampling other peers work to create their own voice.

For part one of this project – I started with envelopes I found in the attic of Fulton’s studio last week. I began by taking apart a few of the envelopes. (when I was in Alaska – my wife would make me these great envelopes using the same construction method) During this manual process, I had time to understand what this could become : the Reconstruction Project. I find I do my best work while my hands are in motion — so my mind can find purpose in the work at hand.

For part two – I had to reach out to a friend to bring life to the act of typing again… (ding, power return)