A new place to land

In the year of forced isolation (as opposed to my usual voluntary isolation), I found my numerical engagement to social media increasing while my meaningful engagement was decreasing. One day I just decided to disable my instagram account of many years. The months following allowed more time for reading and engagement of the world around me even though I was still mostly at home. While I missed “keeping up” with the day to day of the lives of my friends and acquaintances, I found comfort knowing I was no longer participating in the attention economy. I no longer felt the pull to constantly be available even when unhealthy.
This year also saw the much needed feed-flood of activism. I did not wish to clog up the airwaves with my drawings or opinions. While I did not completely unplug from social media I continued to listen and participate outside as much as I could, but by abstaining more from posting myself I hoped that space could be taken by someone more relevant. As Gilles Deleuze wrote:

“…we’re riddled with pointless talk, insane quantities of words and images. Stupidity’s never blind or mute. So it’s not a problem of getting people to express themselves but of providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people expressing themselves but rather force them to express themselves; What a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, and ever rarer, thing that might be worth saying.”

This exodus from likes and comments is like breathing clean air after gasping on fart-tinged O2 for years. However, I do want to be a part of humanity still, farts and all.
So here I am with a new website to share some paintings and drawings and occasional ramblings. And perhaps this personal setting will not take away from another’s space in the feed and provide more context than what we’re all used to scrolling through over and over. That’s what I’m seeking: more context. More context translates to more compassion.

With this simple website, without follow count and likes, I can share when I actually feel like sharing and not when my conditioned brain says “YOU NEED TO SHARE OR ELSE YOUR VISIBILITY WILL GO DOWN”.
But I do want to keep sharing and communicating and being…here.

Send me an email if you like any of the work here, or if you don’t, or if you want to say hi.

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