Sunday, June 21, 2009

Two From "Step Back From Your Eyes" Series...(in process)



The last one is ready for A LOT more work-not that I'm apologizing.

Saturday, June 13, 2009

"I tried to tell myself it's only music"

So I was sitting with a friend, listening to one of my favorite bands (Mum). I remembered commenting on a fellow student's artwork-it looked like music of the band CocoRosie...later coming to find they are one of her favorite bands. I'd like to make art that affects in a similar way to music. When I listen to certain bands, I feel like I'm traveling to an ethereal landscape. I started asking my friend about her favorite bands and if it shows up in her work. I noticed how a few of our noted favorites were quite different. What does this mean in terms of artwork?

If I say that I'd like to make art that affects in a similar way to Mum...is that pretentious? Or should a certain amount of choices in ones work come from their own personal tastes? If not, is it better to connect/learn about others by citing references to preferences (whether it be to colors, music, films) that you are not a fan of? I guess, as in everything there should be balance. I'm just trying to figure it out. AKA-I'm procrastinating.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Approaching the Abyss?

What does it mean when you temporarily clear your mind of such things as time, days of the week, dogma and language. As described in Murakami's "Kafka on the Shore", there is a place which you can allow the mind to hover over, that consists of everything yet holds no "parts". Everything is there but it is completely empty. This sounds like the abyss. You know, that scary way of disconnecting from the literal level. Or, maybe it's a state of mind that makes one believe that our consciousnesses are far more complex than we could ever comprehend.

This feeling may be too subjective to attempt describing with words. But really, wouldn't that be awful if we could explain our most intrinsic beliefs? I mean...if we could be completely understood, then what else would we have to strive for? We have to use words!

Hmmm. Perhaps this all just emerged from missing sleep. Who knows, right?