Looking back at much of the artwork I've done recently, one would likely envision me as some sort of gloomy, isolated outsider, as a lot of my work for one reason or the other tends toward a more gloomy atmosphere. Things are always very grungy or industrial, and there seems to be a lot of references to desires of freedom or escape. Funnily enough, I consider myself a rather cheerful, optimistic person. So why does my art not reflect this, I ask myself? In answer, I want my final project to be something happy, for lack of a better word, something that ends on an unambiguosly high note, with no anxiety-inducing cuts or mysteriously dark symbolism involved. Of course, aspects of my seeming fixation on “garbage-chic” may still permeate this piece, but ultimately I want to transform it into something lovely and simple and unburdened. The piece will follow the story of two different characters, neither of whom have a solid past or future, and a fleeting but joyous encounter that occurs when one character decides to take the other on a bit of a “journey”. I have no aspirations to change the world or totally rock the sensibilities, but perhaps it will draw out a smile.
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