There is no ‘Right Track’

But I think I’m on it.

It’s 4 weeks into the semester and I’m having so much fun. Things are just working. I had a meeting with my tutor Graham Fagon this week, he’s been very encouraging to talk to so far. I explained to him my ideas and the things I wanted to do this semester, he seemed genuinely enthusiastic about my plans which is always quite motivating. I’m hoping to have a little collection of work by the end of the semester as opposed to just one final piece. So I’m actually working on 4 or 5 different pieces at the moment. Although related in theme and style, the medium and aesthetic will vary.

Today, I finished the grid for my bottle project. This is a very exciting development. Having been in woodwork all week I’ve spent most of the afternoon scratching at my hands getting paranoid about skelfs. It was oddly satisfying when at half past 5 today I pulled a 2mm splinter of wood out of my palm.

          

I did a little test run, attaching it to the wall and arranging the 84 bottles. I’ve not yet tried the contact lenses in the piece yet and there are a couple of other accompanying factors to create before this ‘Everything I’ve Ever Seen’ work is complete. But the work is steady and so far successful.

I’m also planning to work with a pair of binoculars I acquired last year. After all that musing on the irrational stowing of emotion within an object, I started covering some of the objects I had lying around in paper. It’s kind of a ‘presentation vs. preservation’ thing. Why do we keep things? For the aesthetic and purpose, or to preserve something more abstract?

I’m thinking about casting these binoculars, so I can play about with multiples of them. In my head I see shelves of the same object, covered in paper. It’s such an interesting shape to work with. I don’t want to damage the binoculars though. They date back to 1918 and WWI. First thing Monday morning I’m heading down to Sculpture to figure out my options.

So yeah there’s no specific track I should be on right now. But I’m making work and I’m loving it.

84 Eyes

I’ve written previously about sentimentality, and attaching affection and memory to a material object. This surrounds a lot of the work I’m doing this semester. Obsessive Sentimentality.

Let me tell you a story. I went to Paris in the Summer of 2010. I saw everything. I saw Matisse and Rothko, a perfect sunset on top of the Arc de Triomphe, quaint towns and monumental architecture. And when it came to throwing my monthly contact lenses away at the end of July, I just couldn’t.

Which is stupid. It is completely irrational behaviour to allow these pieces of plastic that have been sitting on my eyeballs for a month, to have some kind kind of lasting power. If I lost the knackered old lenses, would I lose the visions of what I’ve seen? No. But its somehow a comfort having them. There’s a feeling that memory just isn’t enough.

So sometimes I keep my lenses. Because I can’t not.

I’ve worn 84 pairs of contact lenses. I keep some and remember them all. And I allow them to represent everything I’ve ever seen. Am I crazy? Perhaps… Certainly an obsessive sentimentalist. But I could make some art of this.