|We Americans love our technology...even relying upon it to make our bodies better, as we move from office to car to health spa. The spa itself - machine row after machine row - seems to echo the freeway and corporate repetition of units and bodies in continuous motion. Is the health club a truly integrated place where, at last, one sees the healthy pluralism of Anglos, Asians, Blacks and Latinos all side-by-side? Is everyone trying to pour themselves into the mold of the perfect blond/beauty/hard body? Is it solely to burn fat, make muscles and improve the heart? Is the aerobic high of the workout and voyeurism our new ecstasy?
Moving my personal swim routine from outdoor pools into the indoor gyms of San Diego, I observed an incredible array of bodies and machines interlocked in curious motion. The scenarios never failed to amuse and amaze me.
Stretch, Crackle and Pump! Acrylic on canvas, 50" x56", 1992