MULTI-MEDIA ARTIST AND TEACHER

“Time pauses on monumental events. When I count weeks, I think of pregnancy; the academic calendar is growing inside me. During the gestational period, art is surrounded by amniotic fluid, wet, and clouded with nutrients; art students have fourteen weeks of language development, like infants learning to coo; I speak to my art. Stepping intensely into my work, a slithering entry into a pastel painting, the materials melt, showing temperatures in humans. The administration of academia is the arrogant doctors roaming the hospital, screaming out data, pushing the risk factors down my throat, gaging on grape-flavored cough syrup, and hindering my natural ability to give birth. Pop! The water breaks, the gush of fear releases, the dam flowing, the breathing pattern shifts, the world changes, the abstract becomes specific, all external input goes soft like a cervix, and I open; I remember who I am. I am the art; 1 am the baby being born; I am the doctor; I am the mother. I am the janitor washing the floor, clearing away the blood and mucus of the last birth.”- Dylan Spencer Kenney

The work, the practice of making it, the element of display, in its entirety, is about connection. The abstract concepts are solidified, for we are all one. All art is stolen, all ideas are old and new, and through art and its process, the world can unify even if that world is between two people. I am interested in the dialogue of hierarchical forms; in relationships, institutions, society, my old self, today, and my future self, the intersectionality in art, opportunity, diversion, and communions.

Engagement in the form of questions, the reconstruction is a reconsolidation. The equilibrium of art lies in the pushback, the investigation, and the present moment. The distance form of what was and what can be. In my efforts to connect, I relinquish my ego and sacrifice vanity as a form of reputation, lean into my power, and advocate, allying with those who may need a moment of encouragement. This art might seem naive, but in my truth, it is godly.