21.7.09
20.7.09
Walser
"We don't need to see anything out of the ordinary. We already see so much"
Robert Walser, from A little Ramble, 1914.
Robert Walser, from A little Ramble, 1914.
Valves of sensation
'"I think they (painters) always just hope that they will be able to unlock the valves of sensation which just open out the whole appearance. " Francis Bacon, in an interview. (artpress 215 Juillet/Aout 98 p.22).
19.7.09
Via negativa...
"I think we live in a period in which we clearly cannot say what things are, we can say what things are not. The paradox in architecture resides precisely in that showing us how things are not, it shows us how things are. Only indirectly do we come to know how the world is like. In that sense, I think concepts are true in what they deny, and false in what they assert. This via negativa is a difficult one, but perhaps the only one that we can reliably travel on. That is, we cannot assert directly what things are, but we can provide some kind of Insertion, that is, something that polarizes, something that reflects, something that, in its refraction, allows us to see what the world is like. Indirectly, it could be through a dark glass…"
Yehuda Safran, from an interview with Pedro Barreto, source here.
Yehuda Safran, from an interview with Pedro Barreto, source here.
9.7.09
Esta tarde...
This afternoon I installed a few small works in one of the gallery spaces here at the CCA...
7.7.09
Three new drawings
Only one week left in Andratx. The drawings and works on paper I have made here are made up of small components, details and fragments. Although they are very dense I feel that each drawing functions as a unified entity. The view from my window. Summer heat. A rocky mountain, olive trees, dense vegetation and a dense sky...the constant hum of millions of insects. The changing light...night slowly descends. The immense dark mass over which the moon rises, luminous amidst the shifting nocturnal clouds.
2.7.09
1.7.09
Sa Coma
The Centro Cultural Andratx is just outside the town of Andratx in a village called Sa Como. Here between houses, behind a wire fence is some overgrown waste ground...though one cannot appreciate here the constant chorus of birds and insects in the afternoon heat, I like these images of a kind of place that's usually overlooked...
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