final sculptures

final sculptures 

for the project are here on my website (and below)

my crystallized shoe-inserts from the 10 days of walking

i decided driving people to this blog instead of trying to label each day's scent with a poem or picture would be more in keeping with the project itself

since day 7 was such a popular scent, i think that is the one i will start marketing

new york day 9

sweet melodies in responses to my scent, composed of a very heavy floral violet and smoky/spicy cade mixture. it sticks to me like molasses sweet hot tar

i spent time reading scandalabra by derrick brown, such a brilliant book of poetry, buy it right away if you don't own it. i had the privilege of seeing him read at a friends' salon in seal beach last spring, so entertaining in person

future crystallization project: the shoe inserts from my performance, scented with the gunk of the lower east side, the wealth of the meatpacking district, and the sparkle of chelsea

all we need in life, gunk, wealth, and sparkle

new york day 8

glorious giant 

a spiced voluptuary

 howling mystery

today i walked to union square and joined artist elizabeth demaray on her lichen for skyscrapers tour, combining my processional work with an educational afternoon

(she's on the bottom fire escape installing a lichen garden)

i ended up giving her the day #8 bottle of perfume since she liked it so much, a good trade for a baggie of her work

the perfume was a mix of green tea, lemon, and honeysuckle, sweet but a little tangy, with some vetiver to give it a little longer life

shot another video of me sitting in union square wearing perfume, affecting the molecular atmosphere around me, and overdubbed the audio from my walk

new york day 6

today's concoction was inspired by food. a mixture of herbs and food-based oils such as coriander, thyme, tomato, lemongrass, bbq, and vetiver for the base. as i was sitting and reading, someone was eating something with cinnamon, and as i smelled my perfume i was struck by the fact that that was the missing ingredient!

 

when will you come, walking with feet of silver

bearing the rainbow as a gift

to quench these parching fevers?

i spent time reading the songs of the seven senses by don blanding, who did the illustration to open the chapter on scent (part of the poem is from desert flowers). much of the book referenced hawaii, and it paired nicely with this email i got from a man who attended my mfa show about 6 months ago:

i am not aware of what musk by itself smells like. where can i get some? and also are you aware of the nice odors of maile leis and cherimoya flowers in bloom?

reminds me of some of the line of questioning in job:

Who can number the clouds in wisdom? or who can stay the bottles of heaven,

 When the dust groweth into hardness, and the clods cleave fast together?

bus stop 2

looking down from my window at the bus stop i hover over, and i saw this image

and the same man who "wanted it all" in his last prayer was giving a speech about how people die: some people jump off bridges

it kind of made me stop, and wonder, and pray in fact

trains

i just moved into a new studio.

i'm directly on a train track, and am excited to see how this will inform my translation of cities, landscapes, form, into scent

it's good practice for exploration of place and architecture, thinking about going to new york. but first, i have a sculptural installation in tacoma, washington to work on