there’s a track, winding back, to an old fashioned shack..

there’s a track, winding back, to an old fashioned shack..

wow. 45 pages, eh? ‘s a lot..

but, back to art. oh, that again.. i can hear the groaning from here. i had dobbed myself in to donating a work to the annual soapbox fundraiser.. i had extraordinary trouble completing it.. i had great plans, fantastic ideas, and no motivation to put them into practice. something was missing from it..

for the solo show i had a few months back, i made a cheeky statement, about art, and how it interacts with the general public. or, rather, how the general public receives it. ie: ‘i don’t understand’, or ‘oh, that’s pretty’.. and now, i just feel like i have nothing else to say about that.

so, i’m stuck. conceptually. i don’t know where i can go with it, i don’t know what i want to say with it, i don’t even know what i’m asking myself.

but i had to make something, by wednesday. i did. i took the easy way out.. instead of forcing myself to make something new, i took one of the black ubAr-glossy boxes from the solo show, and added the text “amaru” in white vinyl cut lettering, in the bottom right hand corner.. the word is Japanese, and translates to “to remain, to be left over, to be in excess”.

its just a reworking of an old work which says something else.. it refers to something that the Brzbn art public don’t know about, but is important to me. yet, in the context of the arts industry here, it’s kind of in alignment with my previous work..

but the problem remains.. i don’t know where to take my practice.. although that thought is somewhat redundant.. in the history of my practice, the work has led me, not the other way around. but now, it’s not going anywhere.

i’m considering taking a break from making.. not put so much pressure on myself to ask those questions, and let the work come back when its ready.

question is, what do i do with myself in the mean time?