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My work’s sole purpose is unfolded by my location on a map; an “x” marks the spot of a specific time and place. This pluralistic, materialistic and humanistic coordinates in which we live has caused a loss of bearings, a feeling of disconnect and directionless ambling, a stubbing of my toe against unseen rocks of relativism and a falling headlong into the murk of post-modernity. I believe that as an artist and professor of art, I am armed with “way-finders,” a creative calling that has made the map more manageable and my undertaking more understandable. It is a dotted line to follow, a record to reveal reality. And meandering as I might, I follow nonetheless.

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