Growing up poor in the American south made introspection a natural subject. Today, Christian Freet is developing the connection between personality and his past, condensing recent self-awareness into imagery, literature, video, and performance.
Throughout development of her artistic practice including photography, painting, literature, and sculpture, Myesha Callahan Freet has focused on the deeply personal, deriving from her mischaracterization by those around her.
If I don’t exist, and neither do you, then what value at all is there in creativity and its collaboration?
September 4, 2021•2 min read
Twenty years ago I wasn’t as honest with myself as I am now, so maybe the disparity between the scientific explanation of life and the biblical one played a part in how I felt.
August 28, 2021•3 min read
A long time ago I decided that life is empty. It still feels like a comfortable conclusion, but every day there are conflicts I cannot explain.
August 21, 2021•2 min read
It never occurred to me that my ignorance of the real American culture would be so important. At least I've grown from my story.
August 14, 2021•3 min read
We live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality. We are that reality. When you understand this, you see that you are nothing, and being nothing, you are everything. — Kalu Rinpoche
August 6, 2021•2 min read
July 31, 2021•1 min read
For a long time I have been aware that we all color our observations, often to subconsciously protect what we believe to be true. Before now I had never sought to understand how my mind does this.
July 24, 2021•3 min read
The advent of open-mindedness was a revelation to me — that simple change in perspective is the reason I found friendship and love since then.
July 17, 2021•2 min read
According to the way I used to think, I should have some kind of emotional connection to the place where I grew up. But I do not.
July 10, 2021•2 min read
No matter where on earth I am, the coast always feels comfortable. Given enough time, I stare at the horizon long enough to imagine I'm eight years-old again and looking out across the Gulf of Mexico.
July 3, 2021•2 min read
Sometimes I feel like a fraud to consider myself an artist — especially when people ask me what I do.
June 26, 2021•2 min read
I have some big ideas for exploring things based on memory, experience and philosophy, but I don’t believe those things have any greater value than creativity just for the sake of making something worthy of looking at.
June 19, 2021•2 min read
For me this project has never really been about self-portrait because I do not like looking at myself. I never have.
June 12, 2021•2 min read
Dandelion flowers are one of the few things here that I can remember being present around me as a kid in Louisiana.
June 5, 2021•2 min read
The few opinions I’ve read about writing daily spoke about utility and organization, and while those things are true, I think that misses the point.
May 29, 2021•2 min read
Who ever warns us as kids about the confusion we face when we become aware of our own ignorance?
May 22, 2021•2 min read
I can't believe it has already been six years that we have been married. It is difficult to comprehend because her connection was immediate, and from that moment I felt like we had always known one another.
May 15, 2021•1 min read
Sometimes I wonder if I would be happier if I had no conception of happiness or of anything else.
May 8, 2021•3 min read
Despite its seductive nature, there is a certain distance inherent in life and love. No matter how close we become, our dream is only temporary, and no time is ever enough.
May 1, 2021•2 min read
Middle school is ending, so our attention has been focused on getting this guy to think about the gradual yet imminent process of becoming a man. We like when the right people participate.
April 24, 2021•2 min read