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      <image:caption>12” x 16” - Stencils on translucent Mylar paper - May 2018 STORY: On January 18th 2018, our son Caleb was born. A whole-hearted miracle. A fearless soul given an endless supply of oxygen he didn’t have the lungs to breathe. In an instant, all imaginings of father-son everythings and mamma’s boy magic evaporated when the universe took back our little angel. Doctors warned us he was very unlikely to breathe a single breath. Instead, over the course of 8 hours, he breathed for an entire lifetime. Our hearts will never forget the words “we’ve done everything we can.” Trust me, the tears of a doctor provide no comfort. Back in his mother’s arms, reunited with the sound of her safe, comforting heartbeat, Caleb understood his fate, his finality. Air left his body, never to return again. They put up the privacy wall and told us, “Take as long as you need.” Everyone in the ward, staff included, knew how absurd a statement that was. How long do you hold your dead son until it’s been long enough to give him back? Impossible to answer. So... Impossible hands performed the impossible task of returning him to his tiny bed. Impossible feet performed the impossible task of walking away from him. The feeling will never go away. But the image will slowly escape. Light will creep in and expand until it has devoured everything. This is the curse of the human memory. We remember an original image only once. The first time. Then we recall recollections. We recall a memory, of a memory, of a memory. Each version is less precise than the first. Thin layers of fog settle on and around your precious memory until eventually, all you can recall is a white plane through which seep the faintest shadows where your son used to be. It’s only a mask, though. Nothing has been, or will ever be erased. And no matter how many layers of fog accumulate, and no matter how faint the shadows become, you know you’re both under there. You keep repeating to yourself that time is not linear. It cant be. You know there exists a time and space in which your Caleb is still in your arms. He is still breathing. And you are there right now. You always will be, because you always have been. TECHNICAL DETAILS: This is a painting of me holding my son. It is spray paint on Mylar paper. The painting has been covered by 7 sheets of translucent Mylar paper. Each sheet represents a new layer of memory fog. The decision to stop at 7 sheets was because, in my current state, this is as much detail I wish to allow to seep through. This piece is complete now as a concept, but it will never truly stop evolving. Whoever holds this piece in the future (myself included) may decide to add or remove sheets of Mylar paper to change the level of clarity to suit his or her needs at any given moment. My relationship with my son and the memory of him is interactive. It will continue to ebb and flow. And so it is necessary that this piece continue to evolve and interact with whoever holds it.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Cover photography by Dan Monick / Paintings by Kevin MxDermott</image:caption>
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      <image:title>News - Atmosphere w/ Evidence - Welcome to Canada Tour</image:title>
      <image:caption>I've had the honor to create these sculpture/paintings of Atmosphere and Evidence to help promote their upcoming tour of Canada in March of 2018.  I'm grateful to the good people of Atmosphere &amp; Rhymesayers who are, and always have been, an absolute pleasure to work with. These were made with old logs and tree bark I had on my property.   Also, of note, they went out of their way to hire a Canadian artist for their Canadian tour. Little things like that make a huge difference in my opinion.</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Ever since I discovered Van Gogh's Shoe paintings, I've been fascinated with the idea of investing large amounts of time and effort to immortalize mundane objects. I love to challenge the value given to some objects over others. What is truly valuable? What does it mean to hold value? Who decides? This is my take on my own shoes. 40" x 40" Stencil on canvas. 2017</image:caption>
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      <image:caption>Writer-painter-musician-father-human-etc. I’m self-taught and passionate about learning and personal growth. I live, digest, and repurpose my personal traumas and experiences and invite them to guide me through various creative adventures. Coping mechanism or distraction? These things can coexist. My modus operandi is “process over product,” and I feel like anything I make is a success so long as it is made with love, honesty, and genuine care. From there, I put things out into the world in case something may speak to someone else and touch their life. I appreciate you.</image:caption>
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