getting back into the crevices of things. been bookmarking a few amazing artists in the past year, look forward to licking them in the coming weeks.
David Curcio is a human mirror. he
employs rudimentary fiber arts and simple, direct drawing (occasionally combined with traditional printmaking methods) to create deeply biographical and diaristic pictures. Curcio’s background in printmaking is extremely formal, but the introduction of self-taught stitching and embroidering is a means to strive for pure yet unsettling impact through unassured techniques. As he becomes more comfortable with the humble and direct techniques at first so alien to him, he delves deeper into ever-more personal subject matter. Imagery is accompanied by raw, emotive, histrionic text (invented or derived/paraphrased from novels, songs and other sources) displayed prominently or whispered in scrawls during spontaneous moments of melodrama and morbid sentimentality.
much soul and sensitivity linger in between the intricate and sometimes grotesquely humorous touch of Curcio’s pencils and needle. his brutally unsympathetic portraits of situational anxiety withholds comfort. perhaps, he understands that those squirrels scurrying in your walls and that bug floating in your coffee are easier to deal with than an angry adviser and an uncertain future.
what follows after at the end ambition?
hilitehead 
elaborate?