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I'm looking forward to viewing "The Liars Chair" but knowing you as I do makes me a bit anxious and certainly VERY curious. No one will be waiting more for this than I. I'm sure I will see you there though as I can usually find you in your paintings.
Your new works all confirm for me the critical importance of "narrative." As a travel journalist who often finds himself "engaged" in the arts (some call them the cultural industries) of a destination, I am always aware that art and artists in the world of travel are in many ways the real storytellers. Travel writing, like art perhaps, is really about telling the human story or as much of it as we can. In each of your recent deviations there is a very clear "thesis" or theme, not that it is by any stretch of the imagination didactic. Quite the opposite in fact. The best stories ... the best art? ... are open-ended ... evocative ... permission-giving. Permission giving? Yes, they trust the viewer to engage with the work ... with the artist ... to trust his/her innate sense of what the artist is communicating. This is what I have tried to suggest in my recent piece "Polk County, Florida: Art and the Common Touch" on Travelosophy (www.travelosophy.ca) ... a bit of the planet you might just recognize.
I'm just looking at Bus Stop ... and as usual ... your work "intrigues" me. I use that verb carefully, meaning that there is a definite element in your work that evokes curiosity ... a low-level compulsion ... a desire/urge to find out what is "inside" the narrative.
In this one, it is to a great extent the light emanating from the painting ... the building seems very personified ... alive ... from within. There is light which = energy ... coming from "within." I think it is this element of the "within" that is what creates a sense of intrigue.
And it is as if it is the spectator (anyone who happens by) who is being watched ... from somewhere inside ... inside you.
I am, I suppose, indulging myself in free association (hyperjumping ... a concept I will be exploring soon in a travel article, following my recent visit to Egypt) but it seems to me that this is an essential dynamic in your work.
I notice too the silent, small, dark figure ... love the juxtapositions! Here is an element that encourages the viewer/participant to reflect, to get a similar sense of that which is intrinsic ... in your work ... in art in general. And surely this is the "function" and essential dynamic of all art ... to make quiet, silent connections ... to be catalytic ... to allow both artist and viewer (the "companion") to turn the light on, to go inside.
I could go on and on having a dialogue with myself (i.e. with you) about this piece ... the work is the antithesis of stasis. But I do want to mention the sense of power, almost dominance, that I get from Bus Stop. It's a benevolent kind of power ... more of a "presence" really ... a suggestion that even though there is a lot of "heavy stuff" hanging over us, that teeny weeny individual ... the gentle observer ... the quiet participant ... the mind ... the affect ... is quite free to come and go as he or she wishes ... because the senses (all of them "within") allow us to control our fate ... to some extent.
Hmmm ... yes ... I think this is a piece of art that confirms and validates our limited ability to make choices about how we perceive all that surrounds us.
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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order the smexilious combination of black/white witticisms in batches of a thousand words complementing the plethora of shining images breathed into the blown-glass of poetry that is | mimesis | here.
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
Your new works all confirm for me the critical importance of "narrative." As a travel journalist who often finds himself "engaged" in the arts (some call them the cultural industries) of a destination, I am always aware that art and artists in the world of travel are in many ways the real storytellers. Travel writing, like art perhaps, is really about telling the human story or as much of it as we can. In each of your recent deviations there is a very clear "thesis" or theme, not that it is by any stretch of the imagination didactic. Quite the opposite in fact. The best stories ... the best art? ... are open-ended ... evocative ... permission-giving. Permission giving? Yes, they trust the viewer to engage with the work ... with the artist ... to trust his/her innate sense of what the artist is communicating. This is what I have tried to suggest in my recent piece "Polk County, Florida: Art and the Common Touch" on Travelosophy (www.travelosophy.ca) ... a bit of the planet you might just recognize.
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" Art is a proof that there's something more than emptiness " - M. Proust
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As the moon rose again
For the very first time."
F o u n d e r and A d m i n on
*AnalogShots
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As the moon rose again
For the very first time."
F o u n d e r and A d m i n on
*AnalogShots
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araba kiralama
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'Na shuidhe 'mo eòlas, 'nad shuidhe 'mo aonar... 'Ga cuimhneachedh
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
I'm just looking at Bus Stop ... and as usual ... your work "intrigues" me. I use that verb carefully, meaning that there is a definite element in your work that evokes curiosity ... a low-level compulsion ... a desire/urge to find out what is "inside" the narrative.
In this one, it is to a great extent the light emanating from the painting ... the building seems very personified ... alive ... from within. There is light which = energy ... coming from "within." I think it is this element of the "within" that is what creates a sense of intrigue.
And it is as if it is the spectator (anyone who happens by) who is being watched ... from somewhere inside ... inside you.
I am, I suppose, indulging myself in free association (hyperjumping ... a concept I will be exploring soon in a travel article, following my recent visit to Egypt) but it seems to me that this is an essential dynamic in your work.
I notice too the silent, small, dark figure ... love the juxtapositions! Here is an element that encourages the viewer/participant to reflect, to get a similar sense of that which is intrinsic ... in your work ... in art in general. And surely this is the "function" and essential dynamic of all art ... to make quiet, silent connections ... to be catalytic ... to allow both artist and viewer (the "companion") to turn the light on, to go inside.
I could go on and on having a dialogue with myself (i.e. with you) about this piece ... the work is the antithesis of stasis. But I do want to mention the sense of power, almost dominance, that I get from Bus Stop. It's a benevolent kind of power ... more of a "presence" really ... a suggestion that even though there is a lot of "heavy stuff" hanging over us, that teeny weeny individual ... the gentle observer ... the quiet participant ... the mind ... the affect ... is quite free to come and go as he or she wishes ... because the senses (all of them "within") allow us to control our fate ... to some extent.
Hmmm ... yes ... I think this is a piece of art that confirms and validates our limited ability to make choices about how we perceive all that surrounds us.
Thanks for this Richard
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
Classic + funky too.
I'm inspired.
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"Life shouldn't Imitate Art, Life should Be Art"
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