Some drawings from a series based on the television show LOST and its tangential relationship to my life. 2006-07
LOST is a show that resonates with me for many reasons. I have only become interested in it since living in New York and I feel the two have a similar effect on me. Both require an immense amount of patience. Their rewards are not instant but truly investing in them is quite exhilarating. Their mysteries are bound to be revealed but they are both exercises in faith and labors of love. Which leads me to the tapestry. I have spent countless hours carving out a story unique to me from preexisting narratives. Obviously I am not alone in admiration for LOST or New York, but I am trying to create my place into both worlds.
One of the many things that fascinates me about New York is the underlying connections between people. I go about my day with a certain degree of anonymity that is inevitable in such a large place, but sooner or later something disrupts that. Coming from a small town in Texas I never knew a stranger and was always running into people. When I run into someone in New York though it is more like an intervention of fate. When I randomly see a friend, an acquaintance, or (if I'm lucky) a celebrity it is somehow destiny. Why are we on the same subway when we don't live or work anywhere near each other? How of all the streets and all the coffee shops did we end up in the same one? When I notice someone I've never met notice me, and then days later we notice each other again, somewhere entirely different from our first encounter, I get goosebumps. It is these moments that help to affirm my choice to live here, to take this risk. Perhaps it is just a small world, perhaps all those moments are coincidence, or perhaps in the end it will all make sense. LOST and my life are both set on islands