The Garden Gate
152 CM x 304.8 CM
Oil, oil pencil, spray paint, wall paper on canvas
By Jason Hackenwerth
There is only one thing. Consciousness. Every-thing is a fragment of the totality of consciousness. All seemingly-separate objects, trees, stones, buildings, birds, rivers, planets, stars, everything is a manifestation of consciousness into matter. Many people will argue that consciousness is a mind created phenomenon and that when our mind ceases function, our consciousness will end. But this is only true if we make a self from it. Ultimately, there is no self, there is only the totality, and there is no end, only eternity. As an artist, I see my function as similar to a hiker on a remote trail who piles stones along the way to help others remain on the path. And as such, when I encounter dazzling works by other artists I feel a connectedness to the experience. A feeling of affirmation that others have taken this path and that it is a worth-while endeavor. When the rocks are piled so carefully and so skillfully that they seem to defy gravity, it is a reminder to let go of the need to reach the destination and rather, to recognize that what is most sacred are the examples we leave for others along the journey.
My work is a continual practice of trying to arrange the stones so surprisingly that they become arresting beacons of assurance that we are not lost, we are not alone. we are life. We are consciousness. We are.