many thanks to kim kuhn for the photos. i feel very strange about the past and my relation to it. what has already happened is gone and on another level i can't be sure that its "me" regardless.
the show's director was my high school art teacher. at a non profit that everyone sees and never notices in my home town, daytona beach, florida.
aileen wuornos, bikeweek, nascar, the "worlds most famous beach," and bcr/spring break. everyone knows art makes you gay.
i've stumbled past arthaus countless times after hanging out in ali's (pictured above,) garage. COMING OF AGE, racing, bbq, the beach, and sunny fl-a.
ps: after a mindless night in nsb a few weeks prior to this show (which was in october, before asia,) i attempted to use chalk for the first time in 4 cement sqs that i've trampled for 14 years. a company paid 5 grand and they got my psychadelic doodle. i worked for a day and a half and i got rain, free food, a sore body, and the peoples choice award which came with a check.
i'm at a strange point artistically, where i have abandoned a lot of my preconceptions. i am floating in a vast black sea of self doubt and exploration.
get slow,
dan d
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