We are Sick, Fucked up, and complicated. (2020-2021)
Acrylic paint, clay, wire, pill bottles, and cardboard
11x11x11 in
“There is but one truly serious philosophical problem, and that is suicide. Judging whether life is or is not worth living amounts to answering the fundamental question of philosophy”
Albert Camus
In works of intimacy, I apply the principles of theatre montage to the conventions of the history of sculpture and painting, integrating greek busts and full figure roman sculpture to the psychological climate of the XXI century producing layers of meaning in a limited space inhabited by objects.
Reconceptualizing where art history, mental health, and displacement intersect with an interdisciplinary approach, drawing attention to the ways in which our bodies and minds have been distorted in a global interconnection era.
We Are Sick, Fucked Up, and Complicated is a total installation that includes depictions of distorted humans and how their mental health affects the bodies we inhabit; its title is a reference to the song of Marilyn Manson in which he refers to the impossibility of scaping one’s nature and how drugs even when not fully understood by the users, work (until certain extend) by covering that nature. I engage these concepts and it’s complexity through compelling experiences in limited spaces and evolving sounds jump-cutting from the confines of manual work to the freedom of intellectual enterprise and their ties to mental health.