This whole pandemic has been a big anxiety inducing creative block. I had huge plans to finish the impossible cities series back in April and get it submitted for all the summer exhibitions. Except now everything is digital and I can’t seem to get the creative juices flowing in order to finish. However, what I’m learning is that I have to work at my own pace and there is no one putting any sort of pressure on me but me. This period of isolation has been a weird one for sure. While I’m having trouble putting material down to create, it hasn’t stopped my future creative plans. I’ve continued to submit my current works to different exhibitions and while they may mostly be digital/not hosting opening receptions/limiting people inside the gallery, they are still happening. In fact, my work The Unexpected was accepted into the ‘Unleashed’ exhibition by the Gallery Underground in Arlington, Virginia.
chapter iv: call it what you want
All of those chapters leads me to this one. My current life chapter--the one where creation balance is important and overall designs mean something. I've come to realize that I don't have to recreate images of things that already exist because I have started to find my own voice. To design something purely inspired by the story, to extrapolate and interpret through design. This is what I've been searching for in my art. A way to be a fan of something without just recreating what someone else has already designed. I'm taking my passion of books and stories and creating my own imaginings around them. Forests of Fiction is the name of the new series. The book pages have taken on new meaning, they are no longer exclusively used as a background. All along I've been intrigued by the use of them as a material, and now that is finally starting to take shape--quite literally.