day 125
4 months ago I arrived and took a jet-lagged photograph of these exact same pegs for day one. I'd just arrived, was waiting to go to my studio at cité des arts and was full of anticipation, expectations and exhaustion.
now, 124 days later, just as I am about to discover a new studio at cité and new potential in myself, I'm thinking about what has transpired over these months. the immediate response is that I feel settled. quieter. and more resolved to create things with more space around them.
I'm not sure what that could mean once I return to familiar surroundings in australia, but for the next month, the world is, again, my oyster and I intend to make the most of it...
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posted by clare in paris at
23:56
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Hello lovely lady. It has been such a pleasure to journey with you through the past months and to see what you have seen in part. So interesting your comment regarding the new found thought of creating new works with more space around them. Do you feel this a reflection of having made past work with so much vigor, so much to say and so much art to give? or have you reached a place where to make art isn't a desperate act to be seen and heard, knowing you have all the time in the world to produce your beautiful work for us to witness?
hi gorgeous. complex questions...
my reflections are mostly around what it costs to make art. not in terms of $$ but in terms of how much of our lives we give up to make it.
I don't know if it was ever a desperate act to be heard - I have always thought I would be heard. if there has been any desperation, it's been in keeping part of the 'industry'. what ever that means.
being away, and being here, has made me fully realise that what I do, no matter how much it matters to me, needs more space. less 'desperation' I suppose.
what does that actually mean? I'm not sure. except that I know that I (like all independents) have worked at the cost of health, relationships as well as finances. and that perhaps I need to change the cost. art making is vital. but is it everything? I've always thought so, but being here has made me think there have to be other ways.
everyone has to make these decisions. I just hope I can keep to them once I"m home...
I think something interesting has happened to your "eye" since you started this blog.
Have you noticed that on "day 1" your pegs were grey, the sky was blank and grey and they were totally out of context or scale? It actually took me a while to work out that they were pegs (albeit French pegs, and so much more sophisticated than my coles variety) and not boots slung over the line.
Now your pegs are coloured and weathered and, well, choreographed into a lovely rythmn. They have a wild and romantic backdrop, perfectly staged between the wall and the tree.
Perhaps, by placing borders on this work, you have actually created more space. Sometimes, the feeling of space can be conveyed by images that project the imagination to the unseen, not necessarily experiencing it first hand.
Anyway, getting back to that "eye" of yours, isn't it amazing how you can be presented with the same subject matter and interpret it so differently and with a stronger poetic purpose the more practiced you get? So simple, and yet you had to photograph and process so much to get to this point!
By the way, I just noticed the little rainbow. Photo shop that out will you, it's just too, too perfect! Xx
it's so interesting that you can see a change in my 'eye' because I just take what's in front of me. I so much like having you there seeing what I am seeing in a different way.
but I suspect I'm always going to have an eye for the dark and depressing as I still think day 1 is my best picture!
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