EXPERIMENT 23: Paint-Bots
The Concepts Behind A “Paint-Bot”
- How I feel living inside a body with Ehlers-Danlos syndrome (EDS). It’s a constant balancing act to keep my bones aligned. My joints are either floppy or stiff with no in between. At any given time, numerous appendages are partially out of place and/ or not functioning.
- The creation of three dimensional objects from slices/ stripes.
The original expression of life with EDS: SLICED, 2014 depicts the balancing of a segmental body missing both the arms.
In 2016, a similar concept re-emerges in the form of sketches.
I accidentally brought the concept to life by combining the EDS concept with pretty brushstrokes. You never know what will happen when messing around with leftover paint!
Experiment 18 yielded the first official Paint-Bot. I finally put the pieces together and realized that these “accidental creations” where all an part of an interrelated message I was trying to express.
EXPERIMENT 23: Paint-Bots
A verbal description of FACING THE TRUTH (top right): I live with a connective tissue disorder called Ehlers- Danlos syndrome. My ligaments are too stretched out to hold my joints in a neutral position. At rest, my bones naturally lay in the fetal position. My muscles have to work hard just to keep my body opened up. It feels like I live two different lives. In one I am strong, but yet tense and stiff. Excessive strength is needed for me to be able move. The problem is that endurance is not unlimited. I can only hold myself together for so many hours each and everyday.
At a certain point I get tired and succumb to my second existence; floppy. Like a drunken marionette puppet, I can easily lift my limbs up, but they come down with a crash. My feet drag against the ground as I try to walk. I drop things unexpectedly, sometimes a cup, sometimes a shoulder. It feels like my body weighs more each hour of the passing day. I keep fighting until I reach a point where I simply cannot move at all without dislocating a joint. This battle repeats itself daily. I’m careful to calculate the number of hours I’m up and about so no one should have to see me suffer. I try too hard to hide the truth. I prefure to protect the world from my pain. Yet it gets harder to hide with each passing day and I still find myself pretending that it’s all ok.
Ideas For The Future
- Sketch Paint-Bots on top of a transitional color fade ( yes, this sketch looks more like a blob- I need to invest in a better digital sketching system)
- Use painters tape to create the lines of a Paint-Bot/ explore creating the inverse outline of Paint-Bot.