What doctor? Monochromatism?

KENICHI YOKONO

Statement: There is a great deal happening in the fibers of the moments that make up what we call everyday. (Iʻve looked into said statement and it seems accurate)

Question: Why then is it that our most frequent descriptors of life are often so dull and insipid? (if you need help iʻm suggesting words and phrases like "good", "same old" "just another day" and "alright")

Sometimes, and an obvious generalization, the way we talk about life suggests that it is ordinary and eventless. That the repetitive scenes that we walk through are just that, repetitive. Like red paint on carved wood...

Today alone without any effort I was exposed to the events of child slavery in India, interrogatory torture in Gitmo, world leaders walking out on other world leaders in Geneva and a man with a baby panhandling at a liquor store in Pierpont, Ca. Throw in a talk with a gentleman whose wife has cancer and a woman whose daughter was abused and this is anything but just another rotation. But at the end of it...it felt like, well, just another rotation.

I love the idea of a primary on earth. Simple yet given complexity by carving hands. Like people.
At a glance itʻs all basically the same but in actuality there are occurrences moving across the canvas that are in fact quite different. Occurrences wondering why we see them as just another monochromatic day.

The Scene 09, by Kenichi Yokono. (Image courtesy of Mark Moore Gallery go see it)