Kevin CloseUp

•October 22, 2007 • Leave a Comment

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Kevin Auzenne and John Milton Ensor Parker, Subtle Matter

730 Classon Ave, Brooklyn, NY,

646-894-7777

September 15 – November 4, 2007

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Kevin Auzenne

•October 22, 2007 • 1 Comment

Meet my friend Kevin. We’ve known each other for the better part of 15 years. I’ve watched his art progress over the years. What I love about his art is that it is sooo much like him. He’s been one of my favorite people for a long time. I love his layers and his attention to detail.

Mostly, I love how parts of him are transparent and how his depth leaves traces for slow digestion.

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Our America

•October 22, 2007 • 1 Comment

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I find it absolutely astounding that the person or people who live here still hold patriotism in their hearts for a country that has so obviously forgotten it’s people. The truth is that most Americans walk the edge of this existence with out home. A slip, a fall, a sudden sickness, a child with a disability… Each of these misfortunes separate those who live in houses from those who live in boxes…here in our America.

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Home Sweet Home

•October 22, 2007 • Leave a Comment

WHEN that time comes AND you don’t have what you need, WHERE will you live?

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Childhood On Fire

•October 22, 2007 • Leave a Comment

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Where did it happen?

 

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The Benefit of Repetition

•October 22, 2007 • Leave a Comment

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When I was a kid I walked railroad tracks when I needed to think. It was the repetition that allowed my thoughts enough space to work themselves out. I walked for hours. What is involuntary for most fails me from time to time. One foot in front of the other…sometimes I trip. I forget to breathe. Pattern and repetition provide guides and relieve the stress that accumulates under the weight of responsibility. My mind often moves faster than my body. My body can’t keep up. So I seek patterns that remind my body to be consistent, patterns that ease my mind. I’m an adult now. I still walk for hours and I still seek refuge in patterns.

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The beginning and the end are often similar.

•October 21, 2007 • 1 Comment

Some Days start like this.

•October 21, 2007 • Leave a Comment

Rainy Days

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