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Lee Cline
STATEMENT
I'm looking for something authentic. It's an ongoing, open question. Whenever I try too hard to pursue it, it slips right away again.
I look for it in mystery, chance, process. I look for it in drips, smudges, non sequiturs, and especially mistakes. What interests me is a piece that depicts my own wrestling with it, committing to a line it even with its imperfections, moving past my own expectations and doubts and listening for what's true.
My recent birds are for me dialogs on a few levels: between what-is-known and what-cannot-be-known, between literal and symbol, process and image, stuff and spirit. How we make sense of the unknown by projecting familiar answers and patterns, and these stories we tell ourselves may be untruths, but they can sometimes be necessary.
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