Thrilled with my discovery of drawing's ability to encode multiple meanings, finding that my drawings held secret messages, messages that revealed themselves to me in their own time, I hid myself away, practicing in the late nights of my mid-twenties, on computer and paper, marking shit up and seeing what resulted.

I was learning to see on two levels; the immediate short read, i.e. what the drawing is 'about', and later the long read; a more fleeting feeling where the reality of the work is discerned.

The best example I can give of how these two levels operate simultaneously was the time I tried to merge them, to understand both levels at once, and the immediate and lasting impression was recursive; the artwork that resulted was about my effort understand what I was making.

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