Austmarka | minus 1 degree | bright + crisp
the light
in the morning
is vivid pink
until the sun
comes up
around
quarter to eight
by the
lower lake
the rough grass
is cropped
v short
white, hoary
film and photograph
the blunt stubble
the long shadows
the trickling streams
not sure
where
all these images
are leading
a wildernessy
pattern of
dark + light
vertical + horizontal
looking for patterns
motifs
searching for
a sort of chorus
or refrain
or something
afternoon,
well it’s
almost all over
by half past two
the moon is
knocking around
somewhere
and the light
in the studio
becomes cooler + bluer
scrub a few things
from the list
clearing unwanted stuff
from the hardrive
updating website
causing some
dissatisfaction
an overhaul
is needed
reading, writing emails
keeping in touch
keeping residency plates
spinning
photos
3D stuff + shadows
and ‘the’ norwegian video
already unweildy
the norweigian artist
stops to chat
shows me photos
of her last residency
more remote
than this
alone
in a settlement
of just 3 people
3.5km from
a village
she spent
2.5 months
painting + painting
no internet
a cat + radio
for company
peeing in the woods
watching the lake
hardcore stuff
after supper
talk about
films + video
with the young man
from Taiwan
who looks at
my efforts
+ asks me
‘do you like
to show humanity
in your films?’
ummm…
blimey…
err…
there might be
a distillation
of something…
a sense
a feeling
an undercurrent
uncertainty + anxiety
nothing explict
lurking somewhere
but feel unwilling
or disinterested in
pining down
meaning
under
the feathery duvet
late into
the night
Knausgaard
at last
is finished
compelling
bleak
+ sad in
an everyday way
