Small far away things people cannot normally see are visible to her as she distills time in Portland.
I’ve grown fond of text-based art ists and art works in the recent, so its only natural I find Alyson Provax‘s art pretty stellar. At all times of the day, I imagine she walks around with her handy notebook, pencil and a watch. Her works explore our relationship with time, transforming such behavioral idioms of daily living, what it means to be a human mind and of reoccurring thoughts into contextualized art experiments that you cannot stop scrolling to see more of. She’s onto something, hold sight.
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