My experience of art is often the way I experience activism. My goal is to engage and then let myself be guided. This engenders trust of my unconscious and of the times.
In art it is often the case that I am the observer of what emerges from my fingers. Theory formation, for me, is art. I expose myself to information, often feeling led to read the books that I absorb in the same way that I feel led to play with or explore various idea avenues. When I’m scooping up ideas and information, the concepts realign to reappear as art, in this case, a story or theory.
I was a watercolor artist when I was in my 20s, a comic artist when I was in my late 30s and 40s. When I was involved with watercolors, I was usually inclined to express internal feelings characterized by distress, shame, frustration, remorse, yearning and feeling alone. Performing comic strips and panels, I trended toward bitterness, disappointment, frustration, annoyance and anger.
When writing, I feel drawn toward melancholy, reverence, respect, delight, disappointment and awe. I’m feeling more rounded in my expressions using words. And, I more often feel the role of the…


