I’m at work… pretty tiring day… my job involves talking to victims of crime about what’s happened and trying to provide them some help, advice, support… not sure why that’s relevant to my artist-work. I spend quite a lot of time on my own, studying, writing, making stuff (sometimes) and I live on my own so talking to people on the phone is draining but in a good way, it feels enriching.
On Saturday I drew quite a bit, abstract things on paper, cloth and a saucer. Also filmed a saucepan of water coming to the boil on my hob. And photographed my (balletic) blinds curving in the wind – I always keep my windows wide open, I like a breeze blowing through the flat.
Have been reading about photography and feel it might be worth exploring in more depth. Something I always wanted to do at art school but didn’t have the courage (or the patience or the knack?)… I find it enthralling reading about depth of field, grain, focal length, horizontal/vertical, and learning to see those qualities in the photographs made by ace women artists. Perhaps quite a formalist at heart (although I do love socially motivated work like Mierle Laderman Ukeles’ garbage-barge ballet – how to reconcile this?) I took a set of photographs a few years ago all of the same tree, but each using a different apeture. The results were quite beautiful and subtly graded in colour density and focus. Might try something similar now. Will try and post some of those photographs if I can find them.
Enough writing for today. I was thrilled to find that someone had commented on my first post yesterday. So much for being invisible :)
