My name is Weaver Walker. I am an anti-disciplinary artist, outsider philosopher, and guerilla storyteller. I work in disputed territories, refuse traditional understandings of medium and method, and go where my work takes me. To me labels and boundaries, particularly those applied by institutions, are as ephemeral as mist. Instead I choose to walk the path of the aesthetic shapeshifter--that is the artist who can speak in a multitude of voices and yet always remain themselves.
I have worked in theatre and poetry, in code and in paint, in games and in performance, in collage and political philosophy. I have worked at the scale of murals and the scale of jewelry. Yet all of my work is characterized by a deep engagement with that which has been. In fact, if I have any material it is history itself. Each project with research research and situationist expeditions through the interconnected webs of archives. I am particularly focused on untold or forgotten histories of resistance, legacies of violence, and humanist military history.
With my art, I am speaking to my contemporaries with the voices of my ancestors. I am saying we are not without guides for how to meet the myriad challenges a time of great change may bring to each of us.With my art, I am speaking to my ancestors through the material of the current world. I am saying here is how I honor you, here is how I show my love for you, here is how I carry forth your lessons to others. My work expands upon and experiments with the materials and methods left to me by my teachers alive, long departed, and only just moved on. It is a sacred dialog through which I might discover a path from the past into a good future.
My work is further underlined by my experiences of PTSD and Autism, and the extremes of alienation they produce. I experience a reality fundamentally consonant with that which is narrated to me by others. My perception reveals a world where rhetoric and symbol have physical manifestation, and the relationships between things is just as, if not more, present than the objects themselves. I am driven to communicate my somatic experience because It is beautiful and because I find the power in it. I would have no other brain but this one, and yet I would invite others into my physiological philosophy.
I live in Washington D.C, on land where the Nacotchtank once prayed, where I preach an end to legal slavery, the destruction of weapons, and the absolute freedom to self determination. You might know me from Together We Write Private Cathedrals or Sports are Just Numerology. My pronouns are it/its, or if you are uncertain, he/him.
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