Collection: Brandon McGee

@brandon.mcgee.2002

I want to forget that I am doing art: doing art for only a good mark, a degree, for money. Creating makes me excited, so excited I lose my senses and what occurs is: shallow breathing, loss of appetite, tunnel vision, slow and fast movement and a fast perception of time. During these trances I feel there is another me, someone I did not know that dwelled within.

Making for me is a truthful act between the conscious and subconscious artist. All my work can be seen as me: a bent plank I stood on, plaster poured and mixed by my hand, charcoal imprints of my limbs on white wall, pins hammered and their points grazed by my index finger. Each containing a trace of the essence of me both physically and mentally; no one else can replicate my hand or mind. Being truthful to myself and my work is why I love to create, I love to forget who I am sometimes.