The South Florida Cultural Consortium Juried Exhibition
Pleiadian, 1997-2013
I shred 16 years worth of journals, diaries, 2D work, and documents that I have created since 1997 (I was 17). I shred over 11,000 pages - over 60 books- of my past to truly let go and make space for the unknown.
The mountain is recycled at the end of the show.
This painful action proves rewarding.
Performance | Installation, 2013
90 days starting June 22 2013
Years ago, in 1997, I was introduced to the diaries of Frida Kahlo. For a whole year we (a humanities group in school) had to devour them and analyze her life. I decided that I too wanted to leave behind a detailed and sincere compilation of writings and works that explained they way I saw my life to others. I would dream of having a retrospective someday, in 2060 and a room holding hundreds of these journals: my life in anyone’s hands. I enjoyed the feeling of being see through.
So far, I have over 60 of these books. Most are custom bound and each has hundreds of drawings, sketches, stories, thoughts, and truths.
Before winning the SFCC I was constantly thinking that I wanted my work to shift. I realized that the kind of work I want to make and its impact should me made for an audience that isn’t limited to the arts. I realized I wanted to facilitate something, serve in some way, or make work, even to those who hate the arts.
The day after I found out I won.
This piece (so far untitled) symbolizes my commitment to that realization. By “destroying” (though I am not burning or burying but rather transforming) these books, with the audience as witness, I allow myself to let go of any control or plan. Thousands of lumens projected above me symbolize the trust and faith in not knowing what comes next.
Letting go or life-scale plans; of hours of planning, writing, and drawing; and the objects themselves is certainly the most difficult part as these are all extensions of myself. Uncertainty is scary, terrifying perhaps. But the promise of this action to be a way to defeat fear and create a lot of physical and emotional space for something new promises to be more rewarding than any preconceived notions that are mine.
At the end of the show, in September 2013, I will not take my shredded journals with me. I will leave them for the Museum to dispose of: a metaphor for a museum’s Registrar’s process and a literal expression of alchemy and transmutation.







