for the last day of the course we were asked to review an exhibition based on an adverb based on our artefacts that represent our work.
my object has become part of the group; almost taking on it’s own personality; from it’s starring role on the first day; to seemingly integrating into everyone’s psyche – what was it – a sponge; a dirty, old sponge without which none of my work can be created – my adverb; absorbingly.
so i viewed the exhibition (boyd & evans:IKON gallery) absorbingly. we’ve spent a lot of this week questionning art work and artists, and i wanted to walk into, and to be sucked into, the artwork; to be absorbed in to it and by it; no thinking, just feeling.
as i walked around the exhibition what became apparent was the threads that had infiltrated the week for me personally; from the dead tree in one of the images that i currently have an obsession with; how the majority of the work has been photographs or photo realism which pays a part in my work and my teaching; the square format of the pieces; the observation of life which can carry a huge volume of information behind it yet so simply portrayed; black and white; strong colours; almost as if there is the outer force again leading me down a slowly narrowing path to a new body of work. and no ceramics – thats super weird for me.
i’m trying not to analyse; not to jump ahead like i normally do; to not presume the end result (product), but how long will i resist away from the bubble we have created?
i feel more confident in being able to take apart and put back together someone else’s work and being able to express my interpretations eloquently. i’ve been surprised by how much i gained from working collaboratively – something i intend to do more of as part of this course and beyond – and how quickly my ideas are developing.
i do have however, have grave concerns about how to keep hold of this feeling, this path, this moment, once normal life resumes tomorrow when my daughter wakes up!
so i go on, to start the first stage of creation, who knows what the next few weeks will bring, but wow i’m looking forward to it, don’t get me wrong i know it’s going to hurt at times, but good, i hope it bloody does or what’s the point?
trees, trees, trees so bizarre.
oh and large scale – suddenly seems very attractive – like someone’s flicked a switch – odd, very odd.
enough.
