Mother

Mother

Hi Mom.  I’m not sure you’ll be comfortable reading this.  I know it’s been awkward at times, your relationship to my artwork.  Ever since you called me a cad when I was 19, I understood that you had judgments about my personal conduct that were unflattering.  I started lying to you about my relationship status sometime after that, realizing that you wouldn’t be the confidante I was hoping you could be.  Later I tried to be a better son again, and just left out any adult content from our conversations.

I remember you laughed when I showed you the Video Letter to Kimi Takesue, but were not able to discuss it with me.  I don’t think you ever watched How to Live, Agent Flizzo, Dreams of Babies, the Travel Movies, or Destroyer of Dreams.  I get why the CancerGram is hard to look at for you. Who wants to face the death of their youngest child? Anyway, it’s all there on my vimeo, if you ever want to try to understand me. (The way I want to be understood.)