Being human is a messy, painful, glorious, chaotic, incredible experience. It is an experience that billions of other individuals are going through at the same time, and yet, so many of us feel alone, misunderstood, too weird to ever find peace in our own skins. I’ve been counted among those lonely multitudes, myself, and know first hand how hard it is. Quite frankly, it sucks hard core, and I’ve found myself wishing I could tell all of the other lonely multitudes that we are not actually alone, as alone as we might feel. I am no writer, and I am no great speaker, but I can paint what I can’t say with words, and I have a belief in the power of art – and so On Being Human began.
On Being Human is a build-your-wings-on-the-way-down visual experiment aiming to translate the feelings and experiences that are common to many, many humans into the most rudimentary means of communication that I can think of – the interaction between colors, the range of contrast between light and dark, and movement. I hoped that, by removing symbols, words, cultural icons, and imagery, the works in this body of work would stand to reach that gut instinct we all carry around in us and, with a willingness from the viewer, trigger the psychological and physiological memories of a specific, narrow experience, and give a safe space to observe it. To recognize that experience, and to recognize that you are not alone in having it. The ambitious and possibly arrogant goal long term is to help us all, or as many as I can possibly reach, realize that we are not alone; that despite the differences in our individual experiences, in the circumstances that were the root cause of a human experience, we are more alike in our humanity than we are different. We are not alone.