Discovering Malawi.
I don’t really feel like making art. I really don’t feel like making art with other people either. But as a professional with obligations and agreements in place you can’t just have ‘an off day’ or two, you have to carry on and complete what you said you would.
Actually I am feeling shite, I have been for three interviews for various jobs recently and have come away with none of them! It made me parallel my work with Beckham’s achilles injury which beckons the end of a career! An over reaction I’m sure, but not a good a good place to be.
I want to rant off because I’m CROSS with bureaucrats unwilling to make a move until all the goals, procedures and desired results for a policy have been mapped out in advance. As a craftsman and artist I think I can problem solve as I go, confident in my abilities to create things as yet unknown, which allows for other people’s ideas and influences to take me places I can’t see yet. You know just be inspired by interesting new stuff.
But this is a risk averse culture we live in and there is less and less space for reckless folk like me to spend public money on whims and unthought through daydreams. My frustration and bitterness makes me see only Public Art that reminds me of dolphins? Smooth, curvey and easy on the eye, made from stainless steel, sometimes with a bit of colour or lights in. A bit cataloguey, but stylishly so.
I shall put my handbag away now and be quiet. I find myself looking at Jean-Michel Basquiat paintings, they are kind of angry and I love them. Here some very young people painting portraits of them selves in the replica school.
