Blair C. Tate

Since I was young, I have been interested in what it means to be alive(human). It started with questions dealing with existence and how it’s come to be, nightmares(dreams) influenced by constructed memories on the television screen, with a love for living and a fear of death, I started to question, as we all did. In adolescence, I was seeking constantly for answers to questions of adulthood that could never be told. My parents, who are divorced, both had very different ideas to the questions I presented them, which made my seek for answers all the more difficult to comprehend. From such an experience, I have learnt that such answers cannot be found from seeking, but from looking. Seeking implies that there is something to be found, looking opens the doors of perception to the world around us. Looking, however, can be more of a burden than a gift, which I will admit is a part of the reason why I choose to fog, bend, illuminate and reconfigure the information presented to me by the senses. Over time I have come to discover various layers of perception, some have gone, and some have stuck; all of them I have loved, with a strange disgust for desiring them selfishly. But this, like the act of seeking and looking, is not a unique characteristic of my humanity. No. Only the information that I have gained from looking, and as a result the art I have made in reaction too, is unique. #twohundredandfiftywordstosummarizebio1