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.