My artwork production is slow in nature.  My disposition is quick.  My brain has been unceasingly trying to make this relationship work for a few years now: the A.D.H..D. procrastinator who has 10 thoughts per second which all matter IMMENSELY in that second-only to be forgotten the next and the observant, anxious-to-impress, patient analyst who is hesitant to keep a journal for fear of failing to be consistent.




This conundrum has led me to study science's opinion on why my brain... and whole self really, is not functioning in the way I had expected it to once it hit adulthood.  In the simplest terms, I want to learn about the brain because I want to learn everything about myself.  I have chosen art as my form of data entry and am currently in the process of gathering a much richer, more complicated image of my mind as a tangible, growing, abused-at-times, resilient organ.