Moving things around my space has required me to look into boxes and under pieces of paper and things I can’t remember owning or making. We do that keep things because they evoke a memory or most importantly a feeling.
At uni this semester I am being asked to create a feeling that someone else can get when they look at my work. Feelings are our most concrete experiences and yet the hardest thing in the world to make so another joins you there…. Most people I know like to feel comfortably with what they hang on their walls. I know I do.
It has lead me back to lines that are the moment of feeling like I am walking among the stars. Ironically I am trying to dry etch them into a piece of copper today so that I might get an image of them on paper I have been struggling to get right.
Ah the joys of being an alletorical artist. Driven by the feeling fo serendipity to find what I will find. I hope you will visit me in Woodford at the end of the month…. just 13 sleeps from today. There are plenty of other reasons to visit here too. Come and find out! Yes Please.
Sandy… a working artist
