Starting with a blank; to receive, not to offer.

…[in conversation with Arthur]

I go to my surfaces blank. Let alone the know, intention, or an answer, at this point I do not know what my question is. Underlying existential anxiety, curiosity, or both? Preparing the surface, I lend my body to the material, and in-turn, it lends me its voice.

-What do you want me to do? sometimes I would ask with the naivety of a child.
-Do…and you'd know what you wanted it says back.

"To Live Like THIS" starts with my not yet known intentions, but intentions nevertheless. Thinking will only lead to the affirmation of the acquired knowledge. Come blank! Doing leads to undoing, and doing something else and something more. The process becomes purely emotional (subconscious connection, of which I will never be aware of in a conscious or knowledgeable way) and physical; a performance. I still cannot tell what it is, but very well know what "it is not". In the process, when I have more "what it is not", I back off, knowing that I am being too much in control. By allowing the work to be, I am allowed to have work and one fine day, I am given my question, in a way that it has answered itself.

"To Live Like THIS" documents its journey. How could an inanimate object (art supplies) could have a story to tell? Well, to me; I am as much a function of the object, as is an object by the virtue of my existence. We become entangled in a shared experience of living. End of the day, I could discover a story that this piece tells me now and it seems so relatable, like my own. It is constructed; magnificent yet scuffed blues, layers and layers of restless writing letters, not to be posted, thoughts, never to be verbalized. Some memories mutated to the state of fiction and others intact, peeping through the collage of a few dozen seasons of being here, living like this, an ever-changing, evolving thing interacting with its surroundings with an assertion that it does exist. Starting as a blank, a newborn in a monochrome, "To Live Live This III" documents our shared experience of being constructed, deconstructed, torn, and sewed back and asserts the beautiful experience of living- Like This.