Jesse Draxler is an artist with an obscure state of mind. He finds his everyday balance in working on his art--in whatever spontaneous sense he's feeling in each moment. There's a dark beautiful mystery in his body of work that's both enticing and gut-wrenching. Currently living in California, Jesse will tell you, I don't pay much attention to the art world, and respectably so because art is his world as he stays locked away in his studio creating abstract wonders. His collage work and paintings will leave a spectator wanting to understand what goes on in Draxler's imaginative mind from the inside out. Imprinted by Einstein's words Jesse's world is filled with acquiring knowledge--and learning you will never know everything in this world--and quite possibly that hunger to want more knowledge every time you gain new knowledge is what keeps Jesse creating and discovering more about himself in each moment.
I try not to.
The reality I choose to believe in is pretty abstract, everything is somewhat unclear. I have an abstract point of view.
To quote Einstein: “The more I learn the less I know.”
Creating good work. That might sound cheesy but it's true. I can feel when I hit on something right--that's the best feeling I’ve ever felt. It lasts only moments but it gives me literal chills.
I don’t have any. In all honesty I don’t pay much attention to the art world. I know of some artists and I pay close attention to aesthetics but as far as movements or big name players, galleries, etc - I don’t really know.
Changed a lot since when? I wouldn’t know either way.
Work--just make shit. Doesn’t matter what it is. I’ll move around some paper elements or paint something black--doesn’t have to be ground breaking but the act of creative contact with a material can be like xanax.
Be more vague.
A sociopath.
The work I want to make, the ideas and emotions I want to express, what it would feel like to be satisfied.
