Louis Pearson
Go to the place in your mind you feel is safe. Here we see a door
left ajar, from that world to another. Not knowing what could be on the
other side you peak through the crqck. What do you see?
What do you want to see? I see a new world where bios are no longer
needed. A place where it is only useful to know what someone is doing at
the point you realise it, and not before. Somewhere where you understand
that you have now become a contributor to the work merely by witnessing.
You are witnessing (at it's essence) the spread of an idea, like lichen over
rock, scrawling text over touch pad, me, as an entity with seeming
autonomy, entropically dispersing my collected consciousness into a
recognisable pattern. I do drawing, painting, sculpting, writing, and
making spaces outdoors, I perform and I'm pro procrastination.
The spaces outdoors I do for my own mental and spiritual health, but I
love to share this space with other people for whatever they need, mostly
people like to talk.
If I were to count these talks as part of my work, then they would be the
bits of work that I am most proud of. A truly shared experience.