Portland, OR: About the same time I got fired working at the Whole Foods Deli counter, I was quite desperate to find a place to live. As fourtine was to have it, I moved into a massive art space with a new roommate, soon to be best friend and art collaborative bestie. I didn’t know much about Justin Gorman except that he was an exceptional photographer, he loved rap, wore only black teeshirts, was 19 and quite indifferent to everything except making bad ass art.
Our first collaborative show was totally unplanned, with only two weeks lead time- we sold everything and figured we were doing something correct. When we were featured in a who’s who artist publican called The Portland Modern, we created this body of works. And continued to work together for years to come.
We silkscreened on layered plexiglass over photo compositions to create these unique layered pieces incorporating printmaking, painting and photo. Calling ourselves Sport Knit Pants, our artist statement decreed “We have attempted to immortalize the beauty and destruction of our everyday lives and in the process have truly immortalized our aesthetic of life. This is all we have, so along the way we prefer to share a beer before opening the next one.”
