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[vc_row overflow=”default”][vc_column][vc_column_text css=””]about this website<\/a><\/span>
\nabout the books<\/a><\/span>
\nabout the writer<\/a><\/span>[\/vc_column_text][\/vc_column][\/vc_row][vc_section][vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text css=”” el_class=”text_my_black” el_id=”SIII+TWH”]<\/p>\n

Introduction<\/p>\n

to the<\/p>\n

Projects<\/p>\n

and the<\/p>\n

Genres<\/p>\n

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 Preface<\/strong><\/p>\n

When I was young and half-starving for light and life, my writing explored \u2013 with intense but short-lived enthusiastic dashes \u2013 every path I could find. That\u2019s pretty typical, I guess. And a useful instinct for artists, I think, especially young artists. Settling too soon on a stable sense of self, world, and work, it forecloses adventure, limits one\u2019s horizons. Still, though, exploring in this way, every new piece of work soon got set aside as the next idea, attempt, experiment pushed previous ones farther to the fringes of the studio space.<\/p>\n

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Eventually, without any map, with no broader plan beyond simply struggling forward, working and working, a few experiments (The Where House<\/em>, Satyricon III<\/em>, \u201cand shopping\u201d, \u201cNew China\u201d etc.) seemed to reach beyond the beautiful shadow-world I felt trapped in, like trees that finally grew beyond the canopy of the dense forest I\u2019d been lost in for so many years.<\/p>\n

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Sometime between 2000 and 2010 these efforts got organized into projects. That become a pattern for my work, most of which now gets arranged into projects. I live in a system of tree-houses built near the tops of those few high-growing trees, all connected by vines and rope bridges. I spend a lot of time perfecting my lonely tree-house village. A few experiments are exceptions to that, as I long to escape these limits too.<\/p>\n

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Because I miss the confusion of those early years on the forest floor when I had no idea what visions might come, what strange flora and fauna I\u2019d find, or what I\u2019d be working on next week. In those days not everything was connected, or the connections were so wild they were out of control, almost unknowable. I want to spend more time trying to regain the confusion and clarity, the visions. But mostly I need to finish the projects listed below. Night\u2019s coming, after all.<\/p>\n

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The list of projects:<\/strong><\/p>\n