In a world where our source of information is transparent yet untrustworthy, or untrue, I can only imagine art as a source of refuge. I have a vendetta with propaganda, and yet some of my favorite television shows and music videos fit under the definition of propaganda. Does that make art propaganda? Indeed it does. As an artist, I can only express my truth — and no one else’s.
There is so much that is “open to interpretation” to then also have an intended effect on the viewer. I constantly wonder where the accountability is in the art world, and I want my art to hold heavy responsibility behind how it represents what I am trying to say; and not misrepresent someone of a different gender, race, or identity of any kind. It would go against my beliefs alongside my work.
I have tackled and still love working with many different mediums. From writing poetry, to playing music, to creating sculptures and paintings, to performance art (including puppetry). Incorporating choreography into my daily routine, and actively living my life, is my creative fuel. Movement is required day in and day out if I wish to live a non-stagnant life. I hope to impress a positive influence upon the viewers’ conscience with my future works as well.
I want my work to make people reflect on themselves within the chaos of the modern world, and to become introspective of how truly valuable they are. The habitual practice of expressing “your best self” through the internet is dehumanizing, and dishonest. We can present ourselves in any way we choose; but we can choose to share our lives with each other, instead of only next to each other, or under each other.
The questioning of friendship and relationships in general has become an everyday struggle in our device littered world. We shouldn’t have to second guess the world like this. I need to find the honest truth, the real reason, as to why violence and dissociation are mainstream when common courtesy and accountability are so foreign to the masses of the United States of America, and other powerful first world countries. It is inhumane, but we are all still human.
I want to get a degree in emotional intelligence, but that doesn’t even exist in our public school systems. The closest thing to such a degree is Human Development, and people who work in education and childcare are not paid enough as they make nearly the same footprint on the world as a lawyer, a doctor, or even an artist.
We should not have to fall through the cracks. I'm striving to bridge the gap.