Studio to Gallery

The floors are clean - I want them dirty again.
The walls are stark white - I want them marked again.
The work will go up - and I will want to take it down again...

Not knowing...

'Not knowing in life leads to a not knowing in art'...Eva Hesse

I need to think...

Drawing as Process

Drawing; a continuum, a never-ending recursive repetition - the same and different; an enduring companion to all other practice. Line and tone, irrespective and independent of painting, sculpture, installation, video, performance - discrete and self-containing; describing itself and self-defining whilst simultaneously defying definition - a contradiction; not contingent - independent and related, connected and standing alone - simple,complex, vital and ancient - venerable testifier to our mark-making compulsion.

What lies within the blue space?

The word on the street is.....


Something I was thinking about the other evening whilst reading the work of Derrida in regards to his idea of deconstruction and 'web of words'. I think of it as an etymological equivalent of six degrees of separation where by constantly deconstructing and tracing back to the origin of the particular word in question. The thing is, it is never ending until all becomes meaningless in the end. It is an enormous word cycle constantly spinning.

For me it was the word Empirical, which means, based on experience or observation rather than theory. In turn I investigated the origins of the word 'theory' and interestingly it derives from the Greek word 'theorein' meaning to speculate, consider, look at. Or 'Thea' meaning a view and 'Horan' meaning to see.

In a way it got me thinking of several things. That at times due to this cycle, we could more or less be contradicting ourselves every time we speak or how nothing actually means 100% what we think it should mean, there's always a contradiction waiting to ambush that very word as it walks along the path of origins.

That Black Void...In the image..

Transitional object. It goes from drawing, to 3 dimensional object to photograph. It's always there but what is it's function? Does it have to have one. It's there because of me.

I play with it.
I like that.
An object of play
and my relationship to the object of play?
I use my hands to move the object.
Play with the tape
Play with the graphite
Play with the camera
Play with the audience
What is it that they perceive?
Void?
Maybe the object its self is enough?
String makes it heavy
Look heavy...

Drawing (Non) Space...

Drawing is what I do when I don't know what to do. I draw, I make, I re-draw, I re- make. Having this circular process means one discipline isn't raised abve the other, no hierarchy. Material on paper is what drawing is usually seen as...line on paper. But when line wants to leave the surface, wants to extend into three dimensional space it becomes something else, sculpture, installation but can it still function as a drawing...
Photography. Capturing this liminal space between drawing and sculpture.The installations I build are captured in a photograph but sometimes the photographs become line and material. The black of the three dimensional forms looks like a burn on the surface...
And space... Architectural space... has invaded these questions. Corners. Building installations in corners, capturing form and corner in photographs. The corner looks like a pencil line.
And what is the object in photography? Sculptural but drawn?...