COMPOSITION 22 CAPSULE

                        THE WORLD IS NEITHER BLACK NOR WHITE

THIS BODY OF WORK, DEEPLY INTROSPECTIVE, DRAWS FROM THE TIMES TO RELAY MY FEELINGS ABOUT LIFE AND FINDING MEANING WHILE EXISTING. MY MIND HAS BEEN FIXED ON THIS JOURNEY OF UNDERSTANDING THE WORLD IN WHICH I EXIST AS A NOMAD WALKING THROUGH IT. MY DISCOVERIES HAVE BEEN VERY FULFILLING AS WELL AS THRUST ME INTO A PHASE OF REFLECTION. I HAVE CREATED THIS BODY OF WORK FROM A PERSPECTIVE OF QUESTIONING THE PREMISE OF MY CREATIVE INCLINATION TOWARDS FORM, THE DISTILLATION OF THE INTANGIBLE DESIGN INTO A PRODUCT AND THE TRAJECTORY OF THIS PROCESS.

   I DRAW REFERENCE AND INSPIRATION FROM MY RELATIONSHIP WITH THE STRAIGHT LINE IN WHICH I SEEK BALANCE ALWAYS BY ALIGNMENT BETWEEN THE FORCES OF LEFT AND RIGHT. THESE FORCES I HAVE ATTRIBUTED TO THE CONSEQUENCE OF THE DUALITY OF OPPOSING FORCES THAT EXIST IN ME AND EVERY HUMAN BEING. THIS DUALITY CUSHIONED BY MY SOJOURN FOR MEANING HAS OPENED A SPACE IN WHICH I VIEW MATERIALS, PRODUCTS AND MY PRACTICE IN NEW WAYS. I AM INTERESTED IN THIS ABSTRACTION OF BEING BORN, FINDING MEANING, AND UNDERSTANDING THE MEANINGLESSNESS OF EXISTENCE, BEING GOOD WHILE DEFLECTING EVIL, ISOLATING OR CONNECTING, HAVING ABUNDANCE WHILE ALSO LACKING, WASTING THINGS THAT I COULD CONSERVE, SEEKING ORDER IN THE CHAOS OF THIS WORLD, CULTIVATING JOY WITHIN THE SPARSENESS OF A CONSUMING SADNESS, EMBRACING THE CERTAINTY IN AN UNCERTAIN WORLD, MY DICHOTOMY WITH NATURE WITHIN THE SPHERE OF MY AFRICAN EXISTENCE, AND MY PERCEPTION OF WHAT A BEGINNING AND AN END COULD BE A GUIDE . THE EVENTS OF AN UNEXPECTED PANDEMIC HAVE ALSO BECOME OPEN WOUNDS TO FEEL AND NOT JUST SEE THE REALITY OF LIVING WITHIN BADLY DESIGNED SYSTEMS SUCH AS ECONOMIES, IDEOLOGIES, POLITICS AND ALSO HOW FICKLE MY AGENCY CAN BE WITHIN THEM.

   THIS JOURNEY HAS OPENED UP A NEW PATH FOR REFLECTION ON THE INTENTION OF MY CREATIVE ENDEAVOURS, WHILE ALSO AMPLIFYING MY UNDERSTANDING OF MATERIALS/PRODUCTS AND THEIR DUALITY; THE POLAR EXTREMES OF CREATING IMPACTFUL VALUE OR THE DESTRUCTION FOUNDED ON ENDLESS CONSUMERISM. MY RESONANCE WITH THE DESTINY OF THE PREGNANT LINE AS AN ENTITY OF ITS OWN, HAS ALLOWED ME TO DRAW A PARALLEL BETWEEN ITSELF AND LIFE, BETWEEN THE PAPER THAT HARBORS IT AND THE EARTH AS METAPHORS FOR THAT WHICH IS FINITE AND THE INFINITE. MY INFERENCE LURES ME TO THIS REALITY OF MAN AS A FLEETING GREY THAT LIVES BETWEEN THESE ENDS OF BLACK AND WHITE. THE GARMENTS, CREATED BY WORKING METICULOUSLY WITH MATERIALS, FEATURES COMPOSITIONS THAT BEAR THESE FINDINGS THROUGH THE BLESSINGS OF LINES, COLOURS AND EVEN WORDS.