My collage professor, Diana Guerrero, said during a lecture that an artist must explain him/herself or else risk being misunderstood and their work being misunderstood.
We discovered during my critique in this class of previous graffiti weaves that because I constantly travel for work and commute for school, I feel disjointed in each city I find myself; I’m there but I’m not really there. Although I’m in multiple places I am never concretely in that environment. Hence, by having this drive to weave into the city’s surface, I am leaving a bit of myself in that surrounding, essentially forcing myself into the city’s fabric, while trying to find solid ground in that city at that moment. Otherwise, I feel ghostly, as if I don’t really belong anywhere, as if nobody would ever know where I had been.
The premise for our previous project, because it is a collage class, was to construct our own surface somehow for a collage piece. Because collage is using found objects, can’t collage also mean found surfaces too?
This next project (including the previous city weave and going forward) is about colour.

