May you live forever, Matt Brady

Matt Brady

May you live again. Happy as before. May you be honest open and great. May you hide from nothing, may you choose your fate. May you be stable, sustainable, and safe. May you not forget us, as we will not you. May you find closure in your passing through. May your family be safe. May they find happiness again one day. May you realize your virtue. May you continue to enlighten, cheer, and deliver joy in your afterlife. May you always be remembered as you were so highly portrayed. May you be free of sufferance. May you find your love in the loss you shared. May you know you’re loved, by all those you know. You are my god a god of many gods inside many more. You will live again, You will be a friend. I love you Matt Brady, I cannot believe you are gone. To your memories I will hold on, the pain will only last until the laughter begins. You are one of the finest people I will ever meet. I hope you understand how beautiful you really are. May you be safe, happy, and great. May you find success where ever you are. May you rest easy upon your break. You will be again one day. You couldn’t have been more kind and wise. You were way ahead of your time. I wish we could have grown old together, living close by, sharing many memories like the ones from before. I will never forget you, you are my god. I love you like a brother and miss you the same. May you heal soundly as your soul carries on. May you live life loudly when you get up one day. Your life is not over, you will never die. Matt Brady will live forever, alive and always well.

write now

How to conquer forgetfulness
pay attention
write things down
remember to
pay attention
write now.

ARt work descrpit

My Art and Experience

1986 – 2010

 

Illiterate literature [glass, paint, and ink]:

I fell in love with letters and words, but I didn’t really have anything to say and I didn’t want to upset anybody, so I developed an intimate relationship with lines, dots, and circles… I then called this a form of expression to make it relative to something people are familiar with, hoping perhaps they would see something of themselves in my creation and respond with and abundance of beautiful green legal tender notes… they didn’t respond as planned so, in the end, what I didn’t destroy I gave to friends and family.

2010 – 2011

What Knot: An Exploration of Entanglement

Developed: Blown glass knots.

Explanation: They say “why tangle?” I say “why not tangle on!” The passing of a knot only brings a line… I say more, stay knot successful, otherwise… you will be bored.

2011 – Present

Big Boys drive Big Wheels [glass]:

This body of work alludes to the idea of being a professional kid. Asking questions like; “what is maturity, and how can this ever be defined?” I feel as if I am maturely using a mature medium to create something completely immature. To elaborate, how can anything ever be defined? Words are relative, and can never represent anything to anyone completely alike, so what do they do for us?! They create metaphors… which translate familiar feelings and similar patterns of behavior. Becoming an adult, to me, is like trying to figure out how to get people to pay me to be passionate at enjoying myself.

I graduated from Bowling Green State University in 2010 under the instruction of Scotty Darlington with a BFA in 3-dimensmional studies. Directly after graduating in the summer of 2010 I was on staff for one session as a member of the maintenance department at Pilchuck Glass School. I then came back to Ohio and mooched off my parents until I moved to Pittsburgh, PA to be a Tech apprentice at the Pittsburgh Glass Center. I just finished my yearlong apprenticeship and will undergoing an assistantship at the Chrysler Museum in Norfolk, VA come February for four months. Until then I will be in the west with friends, developing relationships and a better understanding of the city, Seattle.

To conclude I will state:

Is art not beautiful?

Beautiful is art not

Not beautiful is art

Art is not beautiful.

The things I do

The things I do for you
make me feel like I need to be away from you

Just Right, but Not Alright.

She's just orderly
not obsessive
not uptight
something
no where near
completely alright

sinvatica

> big deal

I had a plan
but likeness over took me
my arms stood up
and the earth shook me
I had a plan
but the frustration
hugged me deeply
I followed through
and now I am an enemy
I had a plan
but the likeness
unliked me.

growing age

cracks are like canyons in my hands
a darkness forever unseen
like deserts