Some more images of painting progress attached.
Radio silence again I know…been really busy though and so much has happened since last post I don’t know where to start and know I’ll probably miss lots. Thats the trouble with leaving it so long, you lose the thread of what you were talking about and some things become irrelevant.
Firstly I went straight off after last update to take part in a crazy mountain marathon, have done for a few years now. Though this is first time I’ve partnered my husband. You have to do it in two’s, its an orienteering two-day event. Anyway I had a blast, even with the least training I’ve ever put in and came back really refreshed – albeit more than a little sore.
Then with some sign-up tutorials I had a few days of career type stuff mixed in with my current surface prep work (support building). A chat with a careers woman from an internal unit we have called ECCA, helps you work out ‘what next’ and how to get there. We also had some tutors in from the local MA courses: Goldsmiths, RCA, Camberwell, our own CSM. A mind-pondering week all said and done.
The tutorials went well, gave me lots to think about in terms of how others interpret my work and how I intend them to be interpreted – does it matter if these differ…. I did get a renewed enthusiasm to work on some animations I have on the back burner, from photo’s taken as part of last years work.
Then comes the bit where I fell off the radar for almost a week. It’s not like I wasn’t in a good place with my dissertation, I was in terms of actual writing – a full length draft. But I had no title, no story to tell, no argument to have… and this bothered me. So I dug in and tried to figure it out.
What I’ve come up with I hope will go down well. My title is “portraits are murder”. Once I had that I decided to experiment with some creative writing, I re-wrote the whole lot in the fashion of a film noir cop doing a voice over, talking us through his case notes. The images all reside in the appendix as case files and the writing font is that of an old type-writer. I really enjoyed it and even went to lengths of handing in an example voice recording, it would be good to submit final version like this.
The actual text itself is about our sense of ‘self’ and how each time you see an image of yourself, your existing perception is killed off and replaced. Artists work I am discussing are from Cindy Sherman, Gerhard Richter and Boo Ritson. I have worked really hard on it and hope that the tutors feedback is positive, that they see enough theory within it. Its got to get some brownie points for creativity at least.
