Showing posts with label awe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label awe. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 February 2013

Northey Island

I had the good fortune to visit a small island in an estuary recently, somewhere in Essex (for a dear friend's birthday). The memory that particularly stands out is waiting for the tide water to go down, in the pitch black, as if I am standing in the middle of the estuary, while geese chat to each other across the way - their strange noises all around me.




















Sunday, 27 November 2011

mewet



mute (adj.) Look up mute at Dictionary.com
late 14c., mewet "silent," from O.Fr. muet, dim. of mut, mo, from L. mutus "silent, dumb," probably from imitative base *mu- (cf. Skt. mukah "dumb," Gk. myein "to be shut," of the mouth). Assimilated in form in 16c. to L. mutus. The verb is first attested 1861. Related: Muted; muting. Musical noun sense first recorded 1811, of stringed instruments, 1841, of horns.

Saturday, 12 February 2011

Congratulations to Egypt - what an inspiration you are!

In this amazing moment that Egypt has created for all of us, I'll slip in some more photos from Egypt, winter 2008/9.

Alexandria


 
(The Mediterranean)




Abu Simbel

 

Aswan




Luxor



The Nile



Thursday, 3 February 2011

Cornish Landscape IV

I've been meaning to continue this small project I set myself in December, to blog a series on my thoughts and experiences of (the) Cornish landscape after a trip I made there. I've had the following post in mind for over a month, and inevitably it has now changed as what seems interesting to me enough to post has changed with the subsequent delay.

The previous posts were made with the landscape still very much fresh in mind. I had been grappling with different ideas of what contemporary landscape is, and how different places present it as art. The Peter Lanyon retrospective at Tate St. Ives was fantastic and felt by far the most stimulating to me personally, out of all the art I saw there.

I'll just put down the notes that I took at the time as I think trying to render it a smooth essay would fail to retain the freshness of my response at the time.

Constructionist? Of landscape - of perceptions of landscape? History of construction. 
"impurities" -> localisation
reference
development
breakthrough
abstraction


How to integrate references (D. Dalwood)
Thought shapes - Ben Nicholson - psychology of perception


Danger and potential of abstraction


"to create complex weathered surfaces." Wall text 1952-1955
          experience of moving through a landscape - phenomenological.


Mine as the social world, sociality, monuments
"shame" in/on the landscape
Social markers within the paintings


A [symbol]? gesture/abstracted can share meanings.
The social - death, loss, shares meaning with wind, waves.
J. of anger too.


Linking the ancient throughout.
Boundaries between painting, collage and construction.
Red signs like map route-ing on top.
Integrating objects - hosepipe.
Modern materials - melted polystyrene.

It's funny putting it in italics - such an old device to indicate a different voice, a handwritten personal voice. Anyway it's appropriate here, and helps to mark the passing of time.

Looking at the notes, I see my interest in integrating a practice of art with sociality - the lives of people, their experiences, and where that crosses into a politics and practice towards flourishing lives. Lanyon painted with these issues in mind. His use of abstraction wasn't allowed to become divorced from the landscape - the abstraction was materialist, and within that landscape he directly invoked the lives of the people who inhabited and sculpted it - most obviously by painting the old tin mines of Cornwall. The black mark of this scar on the landscape was said by Lanyon to retain some of the shame of the horrors of the tin mining industry and the lives lost underground and undersea.

I don't know if painting can be said to affect sociality but it lends itself well to a kind of tacit exploration of that experience.

 
(Apologies for the poor quality, I lifted the image from the internet. Source: the arts desk)

In Solidarity With Egypt





These photos are from my two months in Egypt over the winter of 2008-2009. My heart goes out to this beautiful country.

Thursday, 10 June 2010

More Treen











Sounds: roaring sea, birdsong. Smell: fresh green, earth.





Wednesday, 9 June 2010

Treen

Just arrived back in London after a week camping in Cornwall. Still glowing with the wonder of it. A glimpse: