The Fall Equinox marks the turning of the seasons. As plant life slows, the nights grow longer, and the Harvest Moon brings with it the most vibrant of colors. Arguably, the most beautiful time of the year. This First Friday Artwalk will be extra special.

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The Realization of Reality

Much of my work from the past several years is a response to the world I witness around me. The gears are still turning, it seems now faster than ever. Meanings and faces blur; shadows grow long as the sun sets. The students are lost in the middle of the exam, sleeping in the subways.

Someone awakens in a scream while their lover absorbs lies from the flickering screen. The moon disappears more often than it did when we were kids playing in the parks now littered with needles.

In and out of weddings and wars, we sit beneath the giant’s circus tent. Laughter between bites of flesh and cotton candy red40. Everyone blames everyone else. Love still lingers, is lost when the words leave your lips.

Holding each other’s heads for comfort and comparison. The money we had, once jingled now glitches, frozen in the sea of inconformity as we search for sanctuary.

They’ve stolen the sheep then razed the pastures, built the machine and attached the chains. Whatever we could say has already been reported. So many thoughts are lost to the emotions. The notion gives birth to exhibitions in art.

A last stand against Babylon Theatre. She steals my creation for the machine but I will always use my hands, my head, and my heart until they take my body.

Showing is a combination of painting, printmaking, and photography. Defy the hive mind and come to First Friday Artwalk at Matryoshka. Breathe real air, talk to real people, and immerse yourself in real art not created by the machine. Live, laugh, and love until the last curtain call.

Yours truly > Jason Hanna