MFA open studio

canine

conceptualism / I

am everything that came before me

WOOF WOOOF WOOOOOOOOF WOOF WOOF WOOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF woof woof woof wooof woof woof woof woo woof woof woof wooof woof woof woof woof woof woof woofwoof woof woof wo translation

HELLO! HELLO! hello

oh my god I have missed you but really I've just missed oh what was I saying oh man or woman he she maybe it wait I said I missed you but look at these

if there was water here we could talk about something like oh my the water the water is great see we can bond over oh wow the water is so nice yes but it's been awhile I won't say what it's been but I happen to think it's been awhile

it's been awhile oh my god i love you its been awhile I just want to whisper how long it's been but oh god was I yelling it's been awhile it's been such such a long long long long long time oh my god hello oh my god I just look at you and i say IT'S BEEN. AWHILE OH GOD I LOOK AT YOU AND I SAY WOW ITS BEEN AWHILE AND I SAY OH MY GOD JESUS CHRIST I MISSED YOU! AND I CANT STOP TO THINK ! WOW! LOOK YOU ITS BEEN AWHILE OH GOD IT'S BEEN TOO LONG
excuse me I'm sorry that's how I react to new people new people excite me it's the part of being a puppy that I haven't been able to control ,,,,,

,,, hello a greeting hello hello

hello i can't be bothered with an introduction the feelings inside me don't need to be introduced you might think this is not something to take seriously it's a dog speaking a human pretending but rest assured we've felt the same things similar to how a dog marks ones territory in order to be remembered, through the sense of smell i in turn want to be remembered when you look at A puppy, Advil PM, the smell of lemons, anti-bacterial gel, humidity,Platform nine and three quarters the reection in the mirror, Facebook, John F. Kennedy, a bird that somehow got inside, a sprouting seed , pixels, Felix Gonzalez Torres, the air blowing through a fan, hair gel, colored contacts, an imprint on your skin from laying on a textured surface, and nally I want you to remember me

whoever I am as the paint is drying on the canvas the brief moment in the life cycle of a canvas

the moment where the paint is truly a puppy all I really want you to know is that I am human A human that constantly wants to escape reality A human with emotions beyond words A human typing these words in the comfort of his own bed squinting at a computer screen woof woof woof wooof woof woof woof woo but I'm not a human I'm really not I'm really really not I'm not a human I'm really really not really really not , really really not really really not , really really not really really not , really really not really really not , really really not really really not not a human ,,, I just told you that because dogs aren't allowed on the S A I C campus woof woof wow we decided it's time to tell you about four different works work number one A forever twenty one bag that is lled with air

The air is my last breath before turning twenty two ,, The bag is then tied and glued ,, , work number two A anti-bacterial gel dispenser you put your hand up to it and press The gel evaporates in your hands I am the gel work number three I sit down on top of my hand , it does not matter where this takes place We must be wearing Corduroy pants ,, When I stand up from sitting my hand is the artwork the lines from my Corduroy pants are now imprinted onto my skin work number four putting a ower earring onto a plant

woof woof woof wooof woof woof woof woo The reason I say wet paint is like a puppy is because the paint is young and in the moment the moment is important to me the moment is all I have I have one last thing to tell you ,,,

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When I was growing up , I kept an enormous amount of atlases in my closet, and at night I would stare at locations all over the world I would memorize every single place : Wizard Island in crater lake, The waves of Halifax, Chalky cliffs of Dover, Patagonia, Easter Island by boat from Chile, The little part of Russia disconnected from the mainland, Micronesia, The Mongolian desert,

and I thought I was just tired of my current location, but in reality I was tired of being human, I was tired of repetition the thing about traveling to a new place, is that inevitably you feel new as well, growing up I never wanted to be, one thing I wanted to be everything and in order to be everything I had to travel within my own mind ,, ,,,,, ,,,,, ,,, ,, ,,,

,, ,,, , Thank you so much for your time goodbye

all paintings are by Autumn Ramsey Thank you Autumn