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  • take me to the bridge

    On sunday at 3pm, I was driving back from a trip to Charlotte with Brooke. I was sort of looking forward to a pretty down week before heading off to little rock for thanksgiving, when i got a phone call. Well actually i missed a phone call because i was driving, but when i checked the message, it was a woman identified only as “catherine from myartspace Long story short she called to inform me that I had won their first prize for the bridge art fair competition. That was great, but then the wheels started turning. Apparently I needed to present something that is Representative of the site specific installations that I submitted and I had to have it ready asap. So I came up with The Goldsworthy of the Coffee Shop: The portable Edition. It is a bit more duchampian than i usually like to be with my work, but it solves the problem of how to present the work for the Bridge art fair with such short notice. Winning the competition is a complete shock, since at the time I entered I just looked at the call for submissions and saw that the jury consisted of the senior curator for the Whitney Museum, The senior curator for the SF MOMA, the senior curator for the San Jose Museum of art and the founder of the Bridge art fair and figured it would be cool if those people saw the work i was doing. It is a huge boost of confidence that they unanimously voted me the top winner. I hope this honor helps make it easier to expand the scope of the installations I have been undertaking, and helps make proposal submissions a little bit easier(speaking of which i still have a few that are due pronto that i need to get out in the mail).
    With only an hour to conceptualize the piece, i made a quick sketch of one possible solution

    realizing time was going to be the biggest factor, i determined the best solution was to turn an old crate i had from a previous show into a portable installation
    so I stayed up all night Monday and Tuesday converting the crate into a portable installation, complete with it’s own gallery lighting, then wove the stir sticks into the space like i would in the gallery installations




    The Goldsworthy of the Coffee Shop: Portable Edition
    3000 stir sticks woven in place and held by tension, custom lighting, and crate
    2008
    I realize the pictures dont due it justice, but trust me it is a perfect traveling mini version of what i have been doing.
    Also as part of winning they did an interview with me that can be found here