Brew Babies is Back!

Brew Babies has taken on many different faces over the years.

The whole concept started as an alternative to throwing away our broken coffee maker. Seemed reasonable to me. People have wondered why, though.

Pragmatically, it's a clock. It's an extension of "my sense of humor". Both interpretations are "correct".

But for me, it signifies more. Brew Babies is a representation of ones struggle to find, maintain their own individuality in a crowded mass of other human beings. This is the larger group of babies in the back water tank. Then there is the spiraling downward, the journey of life. The lone coffee cup is a focused area people find, put themselves in, providing a little more individual definition. A social group. Political alignment. A career. Favorite types of movies. These categories are endless, but the ones we choose, define us.

Yet, if you look closer at Brew Babies, there is one baby who is attempting to climb out of the coffee cup. I will only speak for myself, but as defining as the cup categories may be, they still lack in exactness. They still engulf ones real individuality.

My individuality is the person only I know when I am all alone. Exterior noises are silenced. I become invisible to all other human beings. It is my core. A core that no one could ever experience to its fullest. Words, art, music I create and share can all provide outward glimpses of who I am, but never that inner self which only exists within my soul.

Brew Babies is my visual reminder to take time to silence the world, find the space where, even if it's only for a moment, visit my soul, recharging for my next interaction with the mass of humanity we all exist in.
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"Brew Babies" is presently being exhibited on the ArtWorks Landing.