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return to me 2008 Every other week I invite people over to my apartment for one hour of silent meditation. I started doing this because I found my own practice missing something. Meditating alone and with others is a completely different experience. After much time spent looking into meditation centers in the area I decided to form my own group that is not affiliated with any religion or institution. After the meditation people are welcome to hang out and share their experience. If you would like to be invited to this group please email me. |
letting go 2008 Six years ago I drove to Hilton Head beach in South Carolina with the intent of letting go of qualities that had held me back my entire life. I was twenty-two and at a point in my life where I wanted to live free and believed if I took simple actions I could achieve that freedom. It was also at that time I became acutely aware that there was a larger force in the universe, a force that was bigger than I could imagine and a force I learned years later came from within me and every living thing on this earth. I didn’t grow up near the ocean, but I’d been going to see some ocean or another since before I can remember. Every time I walked on the sand up to the water I closed my eyes and felt the energy of the magnificent force of nature. Everything made sense. After a series of events it became clear to me I needed to let go of what had been holding me back. At that time it was mainly fear, regret, jealously and procrastination. I had no clue where to begin. How exactly do I let go of regret? I asked a friend that one afternoon and she suggested I go to the beach, write down what I wanted to let go of in the sand and watch the waves wash it away. I heard her. I was off to South Carolina. I would love to report that since writing in the sand that day at Hilton Head I have never experienced regret or fear or anything but joy. That hasn’t been the case. That day at the beach marked the beginning of a lifetime journey of trying something new. I have come to accept that I will probably always have a little bit of fear and regret but if I don't take steps toward freedom I will never feel free. Over the years I have created a ritual out of writing in the sand and letting something more powerful than I can even imagine begin to change my attitude and perception about whatever it is I am holding onto - whatever it is that is keeping me from growing. Since this practice has changed me in positive ways over the years, it is my desire to share the process with others. If you would like to participate, please email me aneese [at]
mac [dot] com and tell me what it is you would like to let go of,
and which date you would like to go to the Oregon Coast. Space is limited to 3 people per trip. Dates are set for May and a summer schedule will be out in a few weeks. **Letting Go spring schedule is as follows: May 17 and 31. Meet at my house at 9am rain or shine. Drive to pre-determined stretch of the Oregon Coast. Let Go. Eat lunch. Drive back to Portland, back by 5pm. Cost of trip is $10 this includes healthy homemade snack, gas to get there and back and a CD of my documentation. Please let me know ahead of time if you have dietary restrictions. Bring a sack lunch. Blankets will be provided. |
thinking of you 2007 - present My fourth grade teacher, Ms. DeBra, had us write letters to soldiers in Desert Storm. I forgot about this until a few years ago, until my brother became a Marine Corps officer and it became clear he would at some point go to war. Thinking of You is not about political affiliations or the war. It is about setting beliefs aside and sending a hello to a young person far away doing a very difficult job. I am very close with my brother. When I found out that everyone in his situation does not receive mail during his or her tour it made me sad. After much research, I discovered it was difficult to send mail to soldiers. I got a call from my brother while he was half way through his last leg of training before deployment. I told him my ideas about letter writing and giving the public a place to do so. He was interested and said he would be happy to serve as the point person in mail distribution. Thinking of You gives interested parties the opportunity to write a letter to my brother’s Marine Corps Platoon stationed in Rawah, Iraq from September 2007 through May 2008. My brother’s name is Alonzo Neese III. He is a First Lieutenant in the US Marine Corps, Infantry. He is the Platoon Commander of 54 Marines. He is 24 years old. He is the second man from the left in this photo. If you would like to send the platoon a letter please mail it here: ashley neese I will mail letters to Iraq in bulk every couple of weeks.
**This project was on display in Rhode Island and Fall Rivers, MA, it was part of the show reconnectUS |
everything i do/for you 2007 - present Everything I do… is about self-care, humanness and the desire for connection to community. This series can be preformed anywhere. I can go any place and let people know somebody else in the world cares enough to stand outside and say it. The best parts about being out with a sign are the brief conversations with strangers or exchanging a smile or a thank you. Many times in my life I have needed a gentle reminder that I am not alone and that everything really is ok. Instead of waiting for that comfort and reassurance I am giving it to the world, a community, a passerby and to myself. I have held signs in San Francisco, Atlanta, Portland, Brooklyn, NY for the Conflux Festival and for Open Engagement: Art After Aeshetic Distance in Regina, Canada. above photo taken by Stevie Brown in Atlanta, GA |
it's all for you 2006 - present it's all for you grew out of a love for books and zines. as a little girl I wrote stories and made books and magazines. the stories were all about families with tons of kids and the magazines were always copies of Bop or Teen Set or Seventeen. I loved to write and draw pictures. I also read all the time growing up and collected picture books. I am older now and my fascination with this media remains as does my interest in collecting and archiving. It's all for you is a space for the community to see, touch and experience books/zines in a warm friendly domestic environment: my apartment. In order to preserve the work and to make sure anybody that wants to see it gets the opportunity all work remains in-house. it's all for you is a fun place for people to hang out and enjoy some of the most evocative, personal, challenging, exciting and funny work around. for more information and to submit material please visit it's all for you dot org
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american girl (redux) 2005 - present After spending some time with the first american girl project I felt it lacking. It was a fun gesture and people liked it but it seemed I could take it a couple steps further. I started shooting the project myself. Things really changed. It became funnier and smarter and I felt more confident about it. For the last two years I have continued to shoot these american girl photos with my old digital camera. I have thousands now and fall/winter 2008/9 I plan on editing them down into a book and mailing it to Dov Charney. It will also be for sale in the store. |
you change my life 2006 - 2007 Last year I started a video blog for my long distance boyfriend and I. Being far away was difficult and there were many times I wished I could hear his voice, his laughter, see his smile. Creating a blog made this possible. it gave us another way to communicate with each other and it have us the opportunity to be creative in the ways in which we communicated. I have since moved to Portland to be with Josef and the blog has stopped. I am ready to get back to my blog! |
you can have it all 2005 + 2007 Through human understanding and coexistence, lies the ability to know oneself and to know others in a deeper way. With all of this work in the exhibitions, there is no interest in changing public opinion or agenda, but instead to dismantle certain perceptions about the art market and in turn a gift economy. These works are about the everyday, the mundane, and the complex notion of generosity. You Can Have It All is occurring at a time when many artists are making objects and creating services that are given freely. They do not require a fee, nor is there an expectation of reciprocity. Instead, these artists are trying to find a way of creating community, and indirectly, long lasting relationships with the receiver. Much like the gaia hypothesis, these artists hope to create a change within their own community that will then ripple out, creating far reaching effects that penetrate beyond their local territories. -Lori Gordon and Ashley Neese |
untitled (i made this with you in mind) 2006 (sixth and market in san francisco) A couple of months ago I got an email from my friend Sean asking me if I would be interested in making a flag to hang out of his friends apartment window on Sixth Street. He said he had a flag hanging and I should check it out. I biked over there one afternoon and saw his flag. It looked good so I decided I would make one. One evening Sean and I went to the apartment where I met the man who lived there, Kottie Paloma. We all talked for a while. I spent time looking out the window on to the street thinking about what my flag would say. I had already decided it would say something I just wasn't sure what I wanted it to say. As I looked out the window I got sad. Anyone who has ever been in this part on the city knows why. A few weeks went by. During those weeks I was falling in love like I never imagined possible. I had a few openings. My friend Hope was in town from New York. Josef came from Portland. The weather was nice. I was happier and happier each day. I wanted to write a message of love for Sixth Street. So I did. I don't know if it will change anything. If people will look at it and know someone cares. But I do know I cannot afford to be stingy with my love. I have so much love in my life and I want to give it away. This flag will remain up for the month of August. |
hey oakland what's love? 2006 I sat near the 19th street BART station on Broadway between 19th and 20th streets (across from SEARS) holding this sign for 5 days during the middle of June. I documented this experience with a tape recorder, a camera and pen and paper. I talked to approximately 75 people. hey oakland what's love? was then turned into a zine. The 1st edition of 50 was printed on July 6 2006 and was part of the show come on over! at RPS collective in Oakland.The zine can be purchased in the store for $5 and info on the show can be found here: |
say it ain't so 2006 Since my break up I have moments where I feel really bad about myself. In the past I have found some comfort in immediately jumping into bed with someone new. I am changing. Growing up. I know now nobody else can make me feel better about me. Twelve years of therapy and I've got it. That doesn't mean I still don't think about being validated by another person. Last week I was in rare form and decided to place a personal ad on Craigslist (in women seeking men, too afraid to post in other sections) with the photo pictured to the right. The title of the posting was "bored...anyone want to go for a bike ride?" and the subject read "or take me shopping?". In one day I received over 150 responses. I couldn't believe how many bored people were living in the Bay Area. Many men offered to take me shopping. And lots of them wanted to ride bikes. I saved all of the pictures that were sent and spent many hours looking through them. I spent many additional hours bluring their faces in photoshop then creating a photo gallery of the collection. After a few weeks of trying to figure out what to do with the images I have decided not to show them. It didn't feel right. I never told them I was going to use their pictures. All in all the test failed. Despite my grand total of 298 responses, I am still left with me. Instead of writing any of them back I baked and apple pie and hung out with girlfriends. And in the end I felt really good about myself. |
untitled (love, loss, hurt, gratitude and new beginnings) corner of south van ness and duboce avenue, san francisco, ca, 4:30-5:30 p.m. 2006 As a way to cope with my feelings after Nick and I broke up I made signs to hold in public places. My original idea was to hold a sign in a specific place for 45 minutes on the same day every week for eight weeks. I did this twice. With the same sign. The second time I had my friend, Jack Decker, document it for me. This sign reads "since you been gone i can breathe for the first time", taken directly from the Kelly Clarkson song, the same one I lipsync to months later in my bedroom. This project was scary for me. I have never put myself out there in this way. People stared at me. Threw money. Asked me "what did he do to me to make me do this?". Smiled. Said "thank you". Waved. Ignored me. Laughed. Told me I made their day, week and month. It felt good to let the world see me. It felt good to show the world my pain as a way to heal. And I did heal. It worked. The pain didn't consume me like it once did. I felt lighter. And fifteen dollars richer. |
i want them to know (in three voices) 2006 During the last two years I have become increasingly aware of my parents' mortality as well as my brother's and my own. As a child I thought my parents were 33 years of age forever. I have noticed their aging and in turn noticed my own. My brother, though younger than I, has chosen a career where his life is on the line, thus making his life seemingly more in jepordy. This awareness has made me afraid that they will die and not know how much they mean to me. I want them to know. I created a specific list for my mother, father, and brother expressing
my fears, wishes, apologies, and thoughts surrounding our individual
relationships. By reading these lists, outloud, in private, they
will be more likely to hear my words as I intend them. It is my
hope that by speaking as if they were me, they will feel more connected
to me and our relationships will be richer. Living a life without
regrets is something I want for myself. I don't ever want to say "I
wish I had told them" or "I wish I had said....". I want them to know.
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american girl 2005 Since I finished graduate school in May of 2005 (with the exception of turning in my thesis) I have had a terrible time looking for a job. To date (October 19, 2005) I have applied for 35 jobs. I have been applying for everything. From resturants, to non profits, to admin, to teaching jobs, to art shows, and to retail stores. In September I dropped off my resume at American Apparel on Haight Street. A week and half later I was called in for an Interview. While meeting with two store managers I noticed the girl who took my resume wrote on the top "cute gal". After answering a few questions about the companys ad campaign and an embarrassing photo op they told me my resume and photo would be sent to L.A. and the people there would review me. I was a little scared. I wondered if the L.A. people would think I was cool enough to represent their company. I left the interview thinking everything went alright. However, I spent the next week wondering if I should have worn a different outfit. They said they'd contact me soon. After a few weeks and a phone call from me, I never heard anything from them. I wondered why I didn't get hired. I have had a ton of retail experience. I am ambitious. Hardworking. The only thing I could think of was that I didn't look the part. I decided to find a photographer to do a mock American Apparel photo shoot with me so I could prove to myself I could and do look the part. I put a posting on Craigslist and found Joshua LaCunha. He took these photographs at my apartment in October 2005. |
i could write a song about the way you say goodnight 2004-2005 Nick was the first boyfriend I ever lived with. After being together for a few months he moved in with me. Over time I became interested in trying to document our relationship in an intimate way. At first I took photographs of him napping. We had different schedules, so many times I would get home from school and he would be napping on the couch. Something was missing in the images. He was pretty when he slept and I liked looking at him, but I wasn't capturing us. I was just a lover taking photographs of their lover. I didn't get any sense of our home. I wanted to put myself in the photographs. I figured the best way was to take the phototogarphs while we were both sleeping. I tried to fake a nap next to him a few times and it was really silly. I took the first photographs of the two fo us at his parents house in Los Angeles over Christmas of 2003. I loved how they turned out so I kept doing the same thing for the next year. Nick would always give me a hard time at night when I was setting up the tripod, but I think secretley he enjoyed it. |
letters to benjamin gibbard 2003-2004 My first few months in San Francsico I was very lonely. I missed everything and had trouble finding my place in this new city. I needed someone to talk to so I decided to write the singer of one of my favorite bands, Death Cab For Cutie. During those months they released their fourth album Transatlanticism. I felt as if all of the lyrics on that album were written about my life. Listening to the album over and over was one of the only comforts I had. I wrote the singer, Benjamin Gibbard, and told him all about my life. My relationships, my fears, my struggles, my joys. It felt good to get it out on paper. I never spent a lot of time wondering if he got them and if he ever read them. I felt like reaching out to someone I admired. And I did. After writing 12 letters I decided to stop. My life was getting better, I no longer felt the need for connection the way I did during the prior months. I took all of the letters and made a CD of myself speaking them. This proved to be a more effective way to let an audience in. In addition, I sold 10 copies of the CD on Ebay during the Spring of 2004. --Ashley Neese's work reconstructs a series of letters written by the artist to musician Benjamin Gibbard. Neese unabashedly embraces the effects of media culture as her most powerful influence and uses her letters to document her very real fanaticism. She has constructed a deep relationship through fantasy, idealism, and anonymity - yet the emotions she feels for this celebrity figure ate perhaps more "real" than any experience in her everyday life. Neese's letters are intensly personal and profound, but they reveal something beyond her own life experience to uncover a phenomenon in our culture. They present us with evidence of the mass media as a system that structures our humanity and fandom as a new kind of human relationship. Written by Megan Lillie, from the catalogue This Is The Future, Saltworks Gallery, Atlanta, GA 2004.
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i am trying to fill the void you left me with 2003 When I moved to San Francisco I had recently broken up with a boyfriend. I was lonely. I was afraid. I thought the best thing to do would be to get another boyfriend as soon as possible. I am shy. I have trouble being up front. I made little cards and passed them out to guys I met on the bus, the street, at shows that I was attracted to. It was much easier than saying "hello". On one side I put fragments of song lyrics I was listening to at the time that had to do with relationships. On the other side I put my email address. A couple of the guys wrote me, more or less to find out if this was some religious thing or to tell me they liked the song. I went out for coffee with one guy and it wasn't what I imagined. After two months I stopped passing out the cards and went to Los Angeles for the first time. |
cleansing of a past life 2002-2003 For a year I took photographs of little plastic bags found on streets in my neighbrhood. I bought similar bags and screenprinted words and stuck them inside. I left them places. In restrooms, on sidewalks, on bars, playgrounds, buses, near trash cans in gas stations places I remembered feeling sick, hopeless and isolated. Living in San Francisco 's Mission District I came across these little bags on a daily basis. They triggred memories and feelings of a past life. I often wondered if anyone ever found my bags. |