I do find it interesting that Bo thinks this blog has become just a description of what we are doing… and that he wants conversation. Well it is a conversation already. There’s us two, there are the other people we show our work to and discuss it with. There are the people that read this blithering on… we know they are there because we are in the top ten (thank you). The fact they choose not to speak at the moment is just as much part of a conversation as someone you can’t shut up (me). When we say something that strikes a chord with someone else as well as each other, that’s when we will get a response. At the moment, we just squabble amongst ourselves. People are watching to see what happens, to see if the police need to be called.
I suspect as we dig ourselves in deeper here, touch upon deeper topics, whether that is to do with the scientific angle Bo seems to be following, or the social/psychological path I meander along, we will enlighten (Bo’s favourite word?) each other at least, as we occasionally glance at each other, sending images to each other, finding that overlap, those coincidences and accidental bindings.
Over the last 2 years or so, I have come to recognise a pattern in the way I think about my work. If I can hear words rattling round in my head, sounds, rhythms that resonate with the visuals I produce, then I’m on the right track… there’s a groove to be had in more ways than one… and I’m starting to hear it. It involves a triangle. And possibly a bus bell. And possibly those pips you hear on the hour on the radio… maybe even a spot of heavy breathing, but don’t hold me to that.
So, no worries Bo, I’ve done a fair amount of crashing about in the undergrowth and now think I see a way through, and it’s nowhere near you.
“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.” Nietzsche
(from Aristotle to Nietzsche… I’m just SO up-to-the-minute!)
