Ever since beings have begun their journey into their exploration of environments, it has changed from what it once was. A
magnificent sequoia fallen, urban landscapes rebuilt. Highways cracked in two. Even ancient cities washed away. All but a memory.We document and archive these moments in our minds. Take pictures, paint, sculpt. Make videos, and post on social networks to share with the world. During my own journey. I can call up childhood memories… feelings. Ones
like forests, dug up relics, fascination with ants, and those explorations on my bicycle around the neighborhoods. In my adolescence, I was lucky to travel and live throughout Europe. I was in awe of the energy
I felt, with viewing architecture and art. Textures walked on, ancient surfaces touched by historical figures, during other time periods. My journey as an artist, observer and my expression through art has molded those days into story telling. Through mindful observations, perceptions, and feelings.I realized today's technology combined with my everyday curiosity of self awareness. I can create my own story of archiving. As did the cave paintings in their times had for that culture. What does my sidewalk look like to me? My city walls? What do I see? How long before the season, hands, or machines let it remain? I'm inspired about the present and intrigued with what the future will look like.
So I create, document, archive my impression of these observations. Tag them in their place per satellite. In time and space's coordinates. In a thousand years what might be gone and under water can be seen from
the relics I’ve created.