| I’ve always been fascinated with mythology: Metamorphoses, the Kalevala, Popol Vuh, the epics of Gilgamesh, it doesn’t really matter from which era or location. Mythology is the imagination’s primordial attempt to overlay a structure onto life, to give an architecture to things only seen obliquely and sensed peripherally. These mythological works—which purportedly arise from the mists of pre-history—manage to capture the purest essences of the human experience—loss, love, obsession, hate, joy—at such an early time in our existence. Using a reoccurring cast of characters—Popular Charlie, Sometimes Girlfriend, Zuke, Root Baby, Daddy Blackneck—I attempt to create… |  |
Jeffrey Beebe
I’ve always been fascinated with mythology: Metamorphoses, the Kalevala, Popol Vuh, the epics of Gilgamesh, it doesn’t really matter from which era or location. Mythology is the imagination’s primordial attempt to overlay a structure onto life, to give an architecture to things only seen obliquely and sensed peripherally. These mythological works—which purportedly arise from the mists of pre-history—manage to capture the purest essences of the human experience—loss, love, obsession, hate, joy—at such an early time in our existence. Using a reoccurring cast of characters—Popular Charlie, Sometimes Girlfriend, Zuke, Root Baby, Daddy Blackneck—I attempt to create the parallel, irrational experiences of both life and mythology, and lend instinctual coherence to a deeply splintered contemporary existence.
