What do normal people do when they turn 45? Do they dig in dumpsters for cardboard, then cut and color and glue the booty into wall sculpture of cartoonish blimps and squid and fruit and saints and people with wheels instead of feet? Because, I do.
For twenty years, I had been so deeply involved in the "serious" art world - working for galleries, museums and schools - that I began to loose touch with what is REAL about the creative act. This series brought me back to my roots: the kid (and then the teenager (and then the young adult)) who just couldn't stop making stuff…weird stuff!
Cutting, ripping, bending, painting and gluing with the fury of a jazz drummer. A quick sketch, but improvising as I go. Drawing with a box cutter. Cardboard flying everywhere, my studio looking like a tornado rampaged the Ikea warehouse. Creating freely with no fear of failure, no pretension, no pressure, just the REALITY of two hands, two eyes and a brain working together.
This wall sculpture series is made from found cardboard, and is based on the graphic of my cartoon world, Hoopleville, which is in its tenth year of newspaper publication, and which runs locally in the Tucson Weekly. Please visit www.hoopleville.com for more cartoons, and www.cardboardmanifesto.com for more recycled cardboard art.
Warning: this work WILL make you smile!
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