Matt Johnson Art
Until recently, I found myself compelled to draw cell-towers. To me they represented individuals; collectively, they were everyone I knew and everyone I had yet to meet. The drawings were the remnant of the traditional portrait; fleshy, visual likenesses which had been boiled down to their essence. The towers were the connection to my world. Then my iPhone was stolen, and all my images with it.

Everything changed in that moment. I felt I could no longer represent my friends and family as towers. I needed those fleshy representations; the memories of people I love and places I have been. From that loss forward, I have sought to reclaim those stolen images. I have begun to "backup" my memories in paint, not pixels, in an attempt to safeguard against them being taken from me again.