Concrete Alibi

No crime has been committed except the crime of simply being a modern human. We leave our mark on everything. We consume to live and live to consume.  It has always felt wrong to me.  I have gone through life always thinking that there must be a better way forward, for us, and the planet we share, with all the life on it. Yet, we march on and we are never satiated.

For me as a wandering artist this consumption is most apparent in our streets and at my feet. One can find almost all remnants of consumption simply by looking down, noticing, not only, the steps you take but the path of detritus that has been laid before you. It is endless and it is everywhere.

It may not seem like it, but the world is finite, and our desires are infinite. We are running out of space and time. The evidence is in our streets.  

I have no solutions for others and this saddens me greatly. All I can do is attempt to bring awareness and at the same time create something beautiful from our gross neglect and find some sense of cathartic release for myself.

Concrete Alibi is my personal record of the places around the world I have travelled to and it is also a testament to how I see the world.

How I see something changes how I feel about it.

And how I feel about it changes how I behave towards it.

And how I behave towards it changes the outcome.

Everything begins with seeing.