EDITION INFORMATION

Before I leave the house in the morning I go through three sets of
four rituals for getting ready to make sure nothing was forgotten.

When I go to the store I plan to buy five things or in groups of five
so I remember what I was supposed to get. I organize and categorize by
a number of different systems. I make lists of activities and items
and place already "checked off" activities or items on the list to get
a head start. Never is there room for the diagonal. A rectangle
functions better as a square. A crack in a wall must be repaired. The
order of natural elements must be left to its integrity. Everything
must match.

Minimalism serves as the perfect model for this mindset but lacks the
particular. The absurdity becomes lost in the austerity. The complex
becomes the simple.

I utilize a small number of elements to create formal and informal
relationships that mimic the kind of ethereal experience desired by
the minimalists and disrupt them purposefully with a foreign element:
humor. Humor manifests in the obsessiveness of painting every loop in
a rug or every grain in a wood floor, senselessness in representing
pre-existing patterns through tedious execution, and sarcasm in
literally making art to match the decor it represents. This humor
defines the absurd to serve as a balance to the mundane. The attempt
is to fashion a new hybrid: minimalism as the backbone and
idiosyncrasy as the fuel.