Art is All I Am You
Thursday, May 15, 2014
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
Nomadic Architecture Art Installation: Shadows of Reflections
Living a nomadic lifestyle is heavily dependent on the ability to problem solve and be prepared for adversity and uncertainty by being able to change the way one sleeps, eats, and interacts in different spaces based factors such as topography and weather patterns. When developing a nomadic art installation, one must acknowledge that the art must also function in preparation for adversity. In this way, my installation mirrors a reflection of humanity as an art form, able to stay consistent within change. The title, Shadows of Reflections, suggests the necessity for people to reflect on darker experiences which often arise from adversity. This reflection can reveal methods of problem solving in order to consistently arrive in a state of contentment, even when faced with change. Nomadic experiences can propagate a sense of acceptance for adversity and uncertainty by providing a basis of direct interaction with change. I plan on installing Shadows of Reflections in numerous locations and can only hope that this experience will provide the piece with the same interaction with change, thus allowing it to reflect on and develop from possible adversity.
Finished Junior Art Portfolio Review Exhibition
Rotate to Initiate a State of Altered Vision
Artist Statement
We live in a multi-faceted existence with both visible and non-visible components. Physical existence is often perceived without recognition of the underlying geometric patterns that make up all of creation. Becoming aware of the idea that everything we see is connected through a sacred geometric pattern is a catalyst for recognition of the importance of universal connectivity. The basic yet complex pattern of creation, known for centuries as the flower of life, provides a reflection of harmonic purpose within a seemingly complex existence.
My work seeks to stencil out an awareness of the underlying aspects of all that we are in order to reveal what we cannot see. One of the most important components of existence is not directly tangible and is therefore overlooked. I choose to incorporate the flower of life into my work because it provides a basic understanding of the universe. Physical reality manifests itself through sacred geometry; existence is nothing but a cyclical pattern of intercepting points.
Because the flower of life is seemingly intangible, I wanted to allow it to be the opposite by providing an interactive incorporation for the viewer. Using a mirror, I have provided an opportunity for them to be able to see their form clearly within the pattern that created it. By creating a rotating mechanism for this intricate pattern, I have provided an element that alters the vision of the viewer and provides an opportunity for them to see themselves becoming one with the pattern they are already one with. The reflection as well as the tangibility directly demonstrates that the flower of life is an important element to our physicality.
I have also incorporated a painting as a component of this piece in order to be surrounded by the pattern, much like we are in everyday life. Having the painting and the mirror across from one another creates a space where the viewer can see themselves as part of the painting rather than just looking at it directly. I chose to use both sculpture and painterly elements in this piece in order to pull myself out of my usual work and find a way to incorporate the flower of life stencil into new mediums. This was a frustrating process that allowed me to find inner harmony by working through the frustration. Because I had to push past the difficulty of problem solving and enduring the tedious quality of stenciling more than four hundred circles, I put myself in a life cycle, having to look past the difficulty in order to remember my inner harmony and continue to recognize that if I allowed myself to feel my connection to my creation, it would be easier to achieve my intention.
Friday, March 7, 2014
More On Junior Art Portfolio Project Process/Steps to Completion
Stencil "Experiments":
Progress on painting:
Painting Experiments in Preparation:
Monday, February 24, 2014
Parts of Poems I've Written; A directly connected yet separate art form
I’m from a place that etches you as an artist. Three dimensional, two dimensional. I don’t give a fuck, just give me something to do art with. I don’t need to make a living, I am living.
What you have done to me is like spreading ashes without ceremony
Your tears should be hot as you slide into the dawn of eternity
You should be lying on this earth but my flesh has gone cold from a raping of my sanity
Instead humanity holds me as a product of aesthetic vanity
Scraping my skin into concoctions for cold hearted flesh
While mining the abscesses
To collect my puss as something worn through a cycle of destruction
You see the ground with sorrow in its eyes as I pulse for my last breath
I am your mother
Choking on my own blood
And pleading life from the children who are killing me
I refuse to suffer from the mistakes of others
If we are all one
Then their mistake is my own
But my liberation can also be theirs
Instead of standing tall in anger
I will lay low as a mountain woven to this earth
Even with this realization
I find myself wrapped in the waves of my own tears
And ask myself if eyes can drown
Surely the answer is no
For none of us have moved from our bodies
In the celebration of death
Instead we move hot salt as liquid
From the depth of our fleshen feathers
We seek peace in the chaos of this motion
Peace as a cry of comfort
In the arms of our swollen souls
Water weaves into the shape of a mouth and delicately forms into a texture of the perfect commitment to swallow the thread, to let it flow from us and leave us strung to the blanket of existence. Purpose blooms between our toes and wraps across our calves to grab onto our thighs and grow across our torsos, necks, and heads. This purpose is fed by rivers flowing to outline the contours of our cells; crashing into oceans as our eyes and building an oasis in our mouths where our purpose blooms from its thirst, quenched by the basis of our forms. Without water we are dragged from our selves with empty hands to dry in the dirt caked between the crevices of our palms. As this reenactment of bone on bone, we thirst for our bodies and drink from the wells of our cells until they have gone dry. Dust caked between our eyes is a symbol of misdistribution to the famished. Be it from the hands of a self or the hands of an earth, we are the potential to wither. But we are also the potential to bloom.
Wind streaks through our vision as the epitome of common sense
It is not common tendency
But now it shakes our bones until they crumble from the soles of our feet
We are walking on the wind
We are walking on the swollen fragments of our bones
We are falling from our own skins and tying our bodies as flaps
To block us from the winds of our senses
We blow as folding flesh
With our spirits proudly watching our bodies act as our own shelters
It all started with a drop
And our sound flickered as silence across a buried path of repetition
Repetition repetition repetition
Some Inspiration
Junior Art Portfolio Preparation Process, Spring 2014
Notes, thought process, etc.
- The moment
- Centering through process
- Suffering; at this point I'm not trying to draw attention to unnecessary suffering as much as trying to cope with my own through immersion into my art world. Unlike some artists, I’m not trying to create a world but rather enter another, which is the medium.
- Inhabiting the art; being the medium and just being
- Connection; things appearing separate when they're actually connected
- True purpose and contentment
- Realities and perspectives
- Cycles and geometry and the basis of creation
- The point of existence
- The meaning of life is life itself
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