Zach Johnsen
Thursday, 20 August 2009
I used to doodle endlessly in class, especially during Biology. It infuriated my teachers but filled my classmates with curiosity. They always wondered what I would draw next. I never realised it at the time, but my doodles let me explore my inner world - a world filled with both biological possibilities and physical impossibilities. Looking back in hindsight, I now understand why I was very much a loner in school - I was that odd kid with dark unfathomable scribbles all over his notebook, the kid whose mind was constantly too preoccupied with his own thoughts to play soccer or swim. I have lost all those sketches now, but seeing Zach Johnsen’s work reminded me of my pastime. While I was certainly neither as talented nor as skillful as Johnsen, I think the sinister quality of his work really brought back memories of my childhood.