Goodbye to Bozeman

Abstract

Most of the time during the past seventeen years, I have labored fairly happily in the womb of academia. In the last five years, of that time, I have been able to isolate, in my works some of the inklings that were inside me and to make explicit to myself (and to others) what I was capable of. I had freed myself somewhat from external authority and was able to grapple with some of the internal absurdities that make working worthwhile. Whether the works are in fashion or not, I found is completely beside the point. I found also that the critical authority is often trapped behind the word "aesthetic" and that posterity can sometimes be a liar. I realized that what once had been in me an enormous responsibility to "BE A SCULPTOR" had changed in that five years to an inward responsibility to simply do my own work. I can look, back and see that my early work reveals an awareness of becoming, and now, it seems fair to note, my present work is an awareness of being.