reflective ~ inquiry of sorts

January 7, 2017

artifice

If creating an artifice though interesting brings no particular value and is essentially unimportant, and documentation is a truthful depiction or accurate copy of a place, then where exactly does whose artistic interpretation begin, with choice of a pencil over a pen or a brush over an iPhone? How to strike balance between the truthful objectivity of documentation and the inherently biased orchestration of art in imagery? Is all photography fiction – death of a moment in that it captures one that no longer exists?

Ian Antonio Patterson - personal informal subjective

November 1, 2015

like night is day

image – a park in europe’s capital refugee crisis Sad that brothers in faith might not be seen enough to be helping said brothers in crisis. Sad that it took the image of that little boy on the beach to open able hands and hearts and minds. Sad that the land of the free’s all…

November 24, 2015

three fears

i have three fears. the first is of political non-participation, an apathy which grows on its own lack and prevalence gleans, even within a just society of clear and present democratic means. i fear the ignorant mass – the horde of would be non-affected, afflicted – grave, in sparkly emperor’s garbs that the piper man…

November 14, 2015

Protected: to the ashes

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November 16, 2014

thieves of person

Who owns your digital identity? If memories are what we are made of, the stuff that makes us who we are and gives meaning to the all the things we hold dear – as our digital selves emerge and find legs and hands and wings, where will we wake up to find ourselves after we’ve given so much of it to Facebook, Google, Telecom providers, and all the cool connected gadgets and click-services that never forget? Google is what it is and so is fBook but they are not the internet Who would seek to [own] our digital-selves before we even recognise our own ‘click-footprint’, as that which fundamentally shapes to our digital-identity? This…

ian antonio patterson, kurt orlando patterson

June 11, 2015

let *art be free

“The Hatter’s farts were arts in parts where farts were arts to them. Then the proud farts became loud farts and were just farts again.” My brother’s response to “like anxiety” and the rather fun question on art vs. kitsch.