It’s funny. I’ve always somehow thought of myself as an artist trapped in another body. I could never really say I was properly an artist, not even a ‘hobby artist’, because, well, I never made enough art, not even enough ‘hobby art’.

On the other hand, I’ve now got to a certain age and a certain level of experience where I feel I really do have something to say, or to put it another way, I feel I have enough understanding of a range of things to make some pretty interesting explorations.

Oh, and I’m a Design-Art Atheist. Meaning, I don’t really see the difference between design and art. Not as processes anyway. Of course everybody has their own pet way to describe a difference, mostly woeful and never anything that I find terribly convincing. If I’m not pewking at the simplistic arguments, I’m at least left thinking, ‘yeah, but you could say that about art’, or alternatively, ‘yeah, but you could say that about design’. The only categorization I ever enjoyed was the old joke ‘it’s Art if you can’t explain it, Fashion if nobody asks for an explanation, and Design if it doesn’t need an explanation.’ At least that’s funny.

So I guess, or rather I hope, that as I go on here something will progress that looks somehow like a kind of manifesto of what I think I’m doing, and maybe even why it is art. The point of this blog is to document the progress of finally making some real art (whatever that means), provide a structure for me to develop things like my art process as well as provide the impetus to keep going with some regular frequency. So I may be productive enough that one day I can actually really call myself an ‘artist’ (whatever that means) .