In Memory of David, January 12, 2001
George Suyama

I was David’s first professional commission, if you could ever call him "professional"—he was just David.

I remember, I thought it odd that he had no actual phone number.
I still don’t know how I found him.

Since then we have worked together or many many projects, actual and imaginary. So many stories come to mind, but somehow they lose their essence when retold, like it’s all just too complicated to express.

I recently found an article; it speaks so completely about David that I wanted to share it with you. I always felt that David was an artist in the practice of life.

The article goes...
Artistic practice is the most critical practice. Art works should engage, articulate, open new ways of seeing, place the viewer in jeopardy of their perceived opinions, move the artist to the limits of what they know or believe, excite, incite, entertain, annoy, get under your skin . . . and when you’re done with them, nag at your mind to go take another look.

To me David had all these qualities.

He was the practice of art and a work of art.

He was my friend.

He was my collaborator.

He was my inspiration.

I will always miss him.