|Six Four Twelve Horizontal, 9'X12, mixed media|
Accidental Marks, enough to fill up a sheet, no guidance, visual white noise, art that creates itself--I'm in like. I used to make these back in the late seventies because all the art crap would leave my mind, as I put the radio in my head between two stations and just let loose.
Actually the radio thing came from those summer vacations when I was a kid. I would take the radio to bed and try to find distant stations late at night--faint evidence of life out there. As I realized that all those stations playing at the same time would blend into a sort of static later called white noise, I began to prefer the static since it included everything all going on at once. These Horizontals represent this odd sound, all just naturally proceeding along, perceivable only through consciousness.
Just finished this one about an hour ago. I've been revisiting the Horizontal from time to time over the years just to check the progress. I'm relieved to report that I'm still here in a manner of speaking.