The freeze
Things changed, though, for Fuzzy one cold morning, “At the time, my studio was this cinder block garage in the midwest of the United States,” says Fuzzy, “And there was insulation. So I went out to paint and everything I had, all my wood stains and latex paints and spray paints, everything was frozen, and there was nothing I could do.”
Not one to sit on his hands, though, Fuzzy got creative, “I had to do something,” he says, “So I found this image of James Brown, projected it on my overhead projector that I used to use. Did this simple, three-colour stencil cut-out style of James Brown, sewed it on the back of a hooded sweatshirt. As I was wearing that around, I was getting a good response. People were kinda like, ‘Oh, my God, where’d you get that? Made it?’ ‘Do you want one?’ And so just developing that I’d sell them off my back.
I always had a couple of bodies of work flowing in and out, and this became one of them. Throughout the years, they just got more and more complex. I started adding more colours and figured out how to sew them. Eventually, I put one on the wall and never did an unmeaningful painting again. I just felt like I would be a textile artist rather than a painter.”
Pushing
Fuzzy loves to push boundaries, “It’s fun. It’s refreshing for me,” he says, “I’ve been pushing this craft, and I haven’t gotten to the point of realism that I want to yet. I’m striving for it, and I don’t know if it’s even achievable with the medium, you know, I’m trying to get there, and I feel like I can manipulate the fabric to make whatever image I want at this point. Or at least close to it. And now, I want to do the next stage. So it is a gutsy thing, I guess. But, like, destroy that work? Because in my mind, I can make it again if I need to. But let’s see what will come of taking it down and rebuilding it. At least at this point, I plan to keep doing this throughout my career. In my head, I’m seeing this work 30 years from now, where this is just falling apart like consumerism eating itself in a way.”