Jason PollenIt starts with a single mark, a cipher that continually re-encrypts itself. It has been my most loyal companion during a lifetime of dedication to the artist’s life. My recent works reconnect me with the exuberant world of children at play, but also with the “slings and arrows,” to which they and we are all so vulnerable. With fervent determination and undiminished curiosity, I manipulate dyes, brushes, fabrics, threads and twigs, and coax them into what I hope will be compelling constructions, conveying more than the sums of their parts. The paintbrush, needle, palette, and I travel together on this often delightful and often precarious journey through the labyrinth.
Some evidence that “I” might truly exist So who is still there when everything about us and around us continually changes? I am not sure how old I was in this photo, but some essence seems to have accompanied me through the decades. Trusting, timid, curious, affectionate,open, vulnerable. A lifetime of pleasurable and painful occurrences […]
I thought I’d share another piece of the puzzle with you. My mother studied (natural) dance with Isadora Duncan. I loved the formality of classical ballet, so I started taking classes at a very young age. I learned about musicality, discipline, cooperation, and also the darker sides of gossip, competition and obsession. In my late […]