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I recall the moment I had, seeing into all of my past, not only my past, but of all of my ancestors. It was a moment of seeing how manipulated it all was, not only conditioned consumerism, but managed aggression in the form of sports that so easily transferred to militarism, how narratives of separation made tribalism, racism and nationalism so deeply embedded. Even my teenage rebellion against it all was packaged and sold back to me. That leather jacket, that guitar, “the music industry” was the outside control puppeteers. I went to art school following a constructed narrative of being a rebel outlaw just to find that the “art world” is even more manipulated by wealthy players who all of us toil to further enrich. It all comes back to one’s own confrontation with the big Zen questions of, Who am I, What is my response to it all, What is my responsibility, Can I return yo the marketplace being free yet interwoven at the same time? The intimate dance between the Absolute and the Relative. -But just in full disclosure, I spend a lot of time looking at guitars that I want to buy on line and the lingering fantasy that I will someday make that sculpture that will make it into the history books. Ego is a powerful and subtle seductress…

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