The Influence of Symbols on A Pigeon I & II

The Influence of Symbols on A Pigeon I. Symbols are abstractions, defined by context. Remove the context, and you remove the meaning.

In this movement I conduct an experiment to see how a neutral participant, one with no pre-formed symbolic conceptions, would react to a rather ubiquitous symbol.

A Woman, A Bottle, And A Dinosaur

A Woman, A Bottle, And A Dinosaur. From the current scraps of an old sketchbook, we've been using the pages to communicate all week.

It was Saturday night, and we were out at a Dutch bar in the middle of Soho with Emel, Deniz's mother who was visiting London from Amsterdam. I drew a picture of Emel because she had drawn a rather nice picture of me the night before. Plus, she absolutely insisted. Luckily, I didn't feel put on the spot at all...

Meral, Deniz, and Emel all speak Turkish. I don't. So, the pad was a nice way to share thoughts. And, I honestly forget half the things I hear, so it's nice to have random bits of conversation strewn about in an unbound tome of juxtaposed thoughts.

The Silver Penguin

The Silver Penguin. A glistening chrome-finished steel statue, resting on top of a black box... I had spent all of the summer of 2006 drawing everything, everywhere, everyday. In the weeks before I moved to London, my drawing output increased even more. The implied geometrical forms help to define the overall shape of the drawing... Ever since then, something about the line has been so compelling.

Dog

Literally, a dog named "Dog." It was winter break. I was home from university, chillin' at Mike's house. Interesting because it predates both my line and coloring series by a good seven years... I had forgotten all about it until I raided my stockpile of drawings to get ready for the first (and failed) incarnation of my last Richmond show: "Samurai Cat Caught in a Cross-Dimensional Vortex"

A Rooster

A rooster, from the summer of 2005.

Big Noise is a Bug Who Wears Boom-Box Sunglasses

What can I say? It's a boom-box. It's a bug. It's a boom-box. It's a bug. It's bug named "Big Noise", and he's wearing boom-box sunglasses... One of the finer moments of my surreal series, I love this picture. If you look closely, you can see me poking out from behind the left-side of the radio.

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