Lives: Tampa, Florida
Hometown: Pensacola, Florida
Medium: three-dimensional collage
Born in Pensacola Florida in 1948. Mr. Bond grew up in St. Petersburg Florida from the age of 5, attended high school there and St. Petersburg Junior College, later moving to New York City to attend the School of Visual Arts and later back to Florida to finish his formal education at the University of South Florida in Tampa.

During the 1970’s and 80’s he worked as a graphic artist and showed extensively around Florida, including such prestigious shows as Coconut Grove in Miami, Gasparilla in Tampa, Winter Park in Orlando, approximately 75 shows during this period. Showing a range of work including serigraphy, painting, and gum bichromate photography. Also many juried shows including the annual Festival of States competition, Florida Creates 1973, a year long exhibition that traveled to eight major venues in Florida. In 2004, a 20 year retrospective at Horizon Line Gallery in Tampa. For seventeen years Mr. Bond owned the Kent Bond Gallery in Tampa.

Since early 2008 Mr. Bond has been making collage of found images.


We humans, being the complex creatures we are, within our personal relationships have a built in defense that I am calling masking. Masking is a universal experience… part of being human. Our emotions and feelings are sometimes right on the surface, but more often they are hidden to some degree depending upon the circumstances and the relationship. We have social masks that function on a subconscious level, automatic, we do not even have to think about it.

My personal interest in tribal art has played an important role in this work. I am using the masks and figures as a metaphor for masking. Some of these expressive masks and figures are used in secret societies and masking the human form so that the true spirit can emerge. By using these masks in this way, I am true to the initial use they were created for, masking the human form.

These images are almost exclusively taken from magazines, catalogues, advertising, anything destined for the trash, or hopefully the recycle bin. Consider the millions of images created for magazines each week or month, fleeting as they are… a flip of the page, gone forever. My image mining and deconstruction of this material expands the possibilities of what something can be or mean, revealing the duplicity and hypocrisy of modern life. At times disorienting or disruptive, interrupting one’s everyday patterns and assumptions and embracing the duality of light and dark. I am saving some selected images and creating a world that only exists in my subconscious.

I am really only concerned with composition while making these images. I understand that the subconscious is fully engaged, just as in a dream. Sometimes dreams make sense, sometimes not. The use of hands as a prominent element is because hands are a visual anchor to the world around us, a form of self-identity. I mostly just let the way the images tell a story that another person could relate to, without much conscious thought. I see these relationships only later.