A few years ago, I was awarded a Professional Development Course for artists. Part of the homework was to write an Artist Statement. I worked and worked; polishing an eliminating, until I only had the kernel that was “me.” When I read it out; I was told: “That’s what everyone would say.”
I got tired of being known as just “Doug,” or “Oh, him,” or “If he’s coming; I’m not going,” and decided to remake my image — “Doug the Beloved” [the guy who used to be just “him.”] I was just about to announce this, when there was a Pandemic and the bar was closed — why does this sort of thing always happen to me?
February 23, 2021
From Blow flies to Bureaucrats, factory farms represent an "invasive species" subsector that is overturning the ecological balance of rural America. Tradition meets perdition in this book, as a "harmful farm-full" of villains are transformed into Japanese art. "Money-driven policy making and corruption have always been with us, but the Factory Farm Origami Book provides some new folds on an old wrinkle," joked Dr. E. Steward, just hours before his tragic accident.