Jordan Milano

Visual Art – Denver

I was born and raised in Iowa. I didn’t take a single art class in highschool because I was more intrigued by chemistry and geometry. One night in college, a drunk stranger beat the crap out of me when I was sleeping, and when I left the hospital I changed my course of study to art. I haven’t the slightest clue why. Within a couple of years I had moved across Australia, Africa, and Asia, dropped out of school, spent a minute or two in jail, and finally felt freedom as I had always imagined it. I still love math and science. I still loathe basketball. What had happened? I started to question the relationship between logic and desire in my own life, and to the benefit of my conscious, I found that many people in my generation were out of touch with common sense. Taking a step back from the reality of my generation revealed it’s absurdities. Why do we take digital pictures in forgotten film formats? Why do we eat food we know is doing our bodies a disservice? Why will we pay more for one cup of prepared coffee than a bag of beans that requires only hot water and less time than a trip through a drive through? Why do we pay more for an education that we will make in two decades? And what difference does any of this make to art? I apologize if it doesn’t always make for easy interpretation, but neither does anything these days.