So i was talking to myself about my art this evening (a dangerous way to start a post). I was struggling on not feeling as into a few of my recent ideas as i would like. I am still full tilt into the circle project, which is currently living in about 250 envelopes on my counter and carpel tunnel is setting in from all my late night circle snipping. Still really like it! This has left time for my thoughts to roam to what else am i going to do.
After some suggestions to prune down the rube goldberg machine i was thinking about making a mold of a house sculpture to cast ice houses and letting the melting drip form the catalyst of the concentric circle ripple by suspending the ice house on pantyhose stretched to the walls so the water would drip into my circular pie plate and make simple little circular ripples. I feel really moved to make a model of my house out of ice and watch it melt. toying with ideas like using the dripping water to do other things like water plants or make a cup run over, etc. i also though of doing a water torture piece and have it drip on my head. ha. i also think there is something beautiful in it just sitting on a table melting and not leaving a trace of what it was.
other thing i am trying to work on: suspended thread drawings of my house in ice. I am freezing water in layers and struggling to make a three dimensional thread drawing of my house by suspending the thread in the water one section at a time. not as easy as it sounds.
I also thought about pouring wax over the ice house so it is preserved as it melts.
and finally the idea that i was so excited about i was talking about it with myself and decided blogging was a better outlet: making a shrine to control. as i was introspecting it occurred to me that my most "successful" pieces are those that are obsessive and that is what i enjoy most about making art. the ability to have (or try to at least) obsessive control over every aspect of something. who know what will come out of this?!
Excuse this late night and exhausted rambling.
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