Showing posts with label #poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 04, 2018

Time




This year I have been busy preparing three exhibitions and if things weren't hectic enough, I decided it was time to follow my dreams. So, with my family's full blessing (and a lot of support), I enrolled in a Diploma in Visual Arts.
It's been a very challenging first semester but it ended in a high note. I have learned so much in only a few months so I thought I'd document the journey by presenting some of the projects I worked on so far. 

I absolutely loved our final mixed media assessment, called Play list. The brief called for interpreting a song of our choice and producing a mixed media artwork by using at least two techniques and two different surfaces.
My chosen song was Freddie Mercury’s Song “Time”. I started to map ideas and concepts and sure enough, (and ironically), time was a very hot commodity in producing such a complex piece in a relatively short interval. I always wanted to produce a body of work by using traditional Romanian Symbols and I knew this was the perfect opportunity.
Rather than interpreting Freddie's words, I chose to look at the concept of time from both perspectives: the immediate temporal and the atemporal dimensions.
Just like time itself, my work encompasses parallel narratives, taken on various levels. Drawing on Jung’s collective unconscious concept, I chose to illustrate my stories based on three widely known myths. According to Jung, the human collective unconscious is populated by instincts and by archetypes. Archetypes are seen as universal symbols and as such, my storylines employ 3 different universal symbols. Envisioned as a tryptic, this body of work follows three timelines:

1.” Three Wise Men”
The first story is the equivalent of an instantaneous daily snippet; a modern version of the Three Wise Men. Three men, (the most unlikely friends, coming from different environments with different life experiences and who under normal circumstances are unlikely to socialise), are brought together by fate and they embark on a mutual quest. Theirs is a journey searching for knowledge, or perhaps for the meaning of life. The meaning of their story is deliberately left unclear, through a short poem I wrote for this work. The audience can draw their own conclusions, just like we do in our daily exploits, witnessing random scenes on the street.
I chose to work with both abstract ideas and conceptual drawings.
For instance, instead of drawing the three wise men, I chose to synthesise their characters through their hearts. Therefore “a heart of gold”, “a hearty dream” and “a heart of stone” are rendered through stylised heart shapes I found in nature. (bark, leaf and rock).
And so, they met under those faithful stormy skies:
The Seer, The Seeker and The One Alone
The most unlikely pals and none of them the wise;
A heart of gold, a hearty dream and last, a heart of stone.

2.“Six Seconds”
The second story tackles the immediate temporality dimension, the cycle of life and the fact that nothing lasts forever. It is a personal take on this common belief that one’s entire life will flash before their eyes before passing away. I have always imagined that this takes 6 seconds.

This story depicts the last six seconds in the form of 6 leaves. They signify 6 important moments. Some of them have images on them and they represent precise memories. Some have the resemblance of a map. I have intentionally inked details resembling topographical elements to depict an individual journey through life. Some leaves don’t have much details because memories fade and because some periods in our life are just like blank pages. This segment of the tryptic incorporate the most techniques, as I wanted to illustrate how different one’s life experiences will be.

3.“Infinite Love Story”


The third story is illustrating atemporality through the means of an archetypal myth, the primordial pair. Man and Woman meet under the tree of life. They settle near water and they populate their space, setting the premises for a perpetual future through their heirs.
This primordial pair is depicted through symbols and drawings.
I was inspired by two things – cave paintings and traditional Romanian art. Taking inspiration from my Romanian heritage, I used imagery incorporating traditional Romanian symbols. Some of them date as far as Neolithic and they belong to the Cucuteni culture, where the Great Goddess (the feminine and fertility symbol) is depicted through the womb shape and the primordial water underneath. The male symbol in the Cucuteni culture is depicted through bull horns but I chose to use a more recent symbol in my work, the ram’s horns. Traditionally, Romania has a strong agriculture and sheep is a big part of it.
By drawing the symbols of water and seeds (fertility), my drawing suggests the growing family and the life journey of the pair initially depicted. 

Project stages:
My initial sketches were quite simple:


Next step, was finding the materials, surfaces and art supplies I wanted to work with and decide what techniques will be best to convey my ideas.
I knew from the beginning that organic surfaces such as wood, bark, leaves and tree branches would work best for this project; they provide that intimate connection between the onlooker and the ideas of time and of finite and infinite. 


Initially I didn't plan for so much to happen within the same work, but as it usually happens, each project has a will of its own and it shapes differently.
The techniques used are:
- Ecodyeing – to tie up the colour scheme
- Alternative photography (chlorophyll process)
- Linoprint
- Drawing (pastels, carcoal pencils and ink pens)
- Collage
These techniques are unified by the muted tones of the colour scheme, with only a couple of colour accents. Natural wood tones and the Australian landscape colours will be predominant.
I have given a lot of consideration to the best surfaces for this project and I chose to go with entirely organic surfaces. I feel that wood texture is most appropriate for the idea of time. I spent hours looking for the right bark with interesting textures that would connect with my narrative lines, for the right shaped leaves and thinking about the ways I could collage all these together. The most difficult quest was to source naturally heart-shaped materials for my 1st story.

When it comes to colours and art supplies, I have chosen Art Spectrum pastels for drawing on the bark – they have a special edition of colours matching the Australian landscape and they have a certain likeness to the cave paintings. For the finer lines and details, I used Conte Pastels (portrait colours box) and Derwent charcoal pencils. Fixing them with fixing spray did not alter their appearance too drastically.

 

No hazardous materials or dangerous techniques were involved, however in using encasing resin, glues, carving tools, eco- dyeing, etc, I took precautions and followed manufacturer’s instructions and safe working techniques.
I paid attention to the processes, minimising dust or chemicals contamination. I looked into ergonomics as well, such as posture and works space.
Project evaluation
This was a very complex project, requiring a lot of thought, lot of planning and the actual physical time for the works to cure properly before assembling them.
The initial challenge was to source bark that was thick enough to support artwork but still thin enough that won’t become too heavy when assembled.
I did not want to affect the trees around my grasslands therefore I looked only for bark that was already fallen off the tree.
My major challenge was given by the fact that most of the surfaces I used are brittle. I looked at various ways to extend their life. Even if their brittleness fits the time idea for this particular brief, I would like to be able in the future to work with these beautiful surfaces.

Experimenting with linoprints on leaves was a turning point.
I wasn’t sure how this would turn out and whether the leaves will disintegrate under the press. It was a trial and error process, repeating steps with leaves of various shapes, dried out leaves, green leaves. In the end I obtained a fair amount of printed leaves.

The next dilemma was how to preserve these leaves and if by using encasing resin I will achieve this. I also had to consider whether the resin will react with the printing inks. Fortunately, it didn’t, but it was a very time-consuming process, waiting for the inks and then for the resin to dry out. In fact, at the time of presentation, I have only managed to apply one layer of resin. I still have to allow the leaves to dry completely, before applying resin on verso.

Ecodyeing was also an experiment where I was guessing which leaves and bark to use and what papers is more reactive. I have done quite an extensive research online but at the end of the day, I am still inexperienced when it comes to obtaining a more refined variety of tones.

Assemblage was a new challenge, particularly the 2nd story. The tree branch is very dry and that made me reconsider my initial plans.
I was going to use tiny screw hooks to assemble the leaves but I soon realised that the screws will compromise the branch before I even had a chance to hang it on the wall. In the end I opted for glue and I think it is a better option.

I put a lot of time and effort in the initial planning and there weren’t any major surprises in terms of execution, i.e. drawing or collaging. Once the unknown factors have been gradually sorted out, the final work came out better than expected.
I didn’t have as much time as I would have liked for this assessment, but in the future, I would like to continue this project and produce a full body of work exploring the parallel between life cycle and the cyclicity of life.

I would like to learn more about working with wood/bark/leaves and any organic matter and about the ways to preserve them. While the fact that the surfaces I used will disintegrate is very fitting to this particular brief (the concept of time), I would love to explore more working with these surfaces and being able to create works that last.
I would love to learn more about the variety of trees I could use for ecodyes and I would love to refine my lino carving techniques, particularly getting my lines straight and crisp.
I am satisfied that I did my best, given the time constraints, the nature of materials used and the high number of unknown factors. It was very lucky that things worked out in the end.
I feel that there is always room for improvement and in the future, I would like to dedicate more time to polishing and refining the final work.




Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Songs from my Grasslands


I had some lovely feedback from friends and even from people I haven't met before, regarding my poetry reading at the National Multicultural Festival. 
Many thanks to the dedicated ladies at Mother Tongue - Multilingual Poetry who are tirelessly ensuring that multilingual poetry is alive and well.
For those of you who didn't make it, here is a different version of "Bajo el Mismo Sol" (Under the same sun). I spent a good part of last year developing "Stories from my Grasslands", writing poetry and recording with ArtSound FM.
I am very passionate about synaesthesia, about combining different disciplines in order to enhance an artistic experience and when composer Harvey Welsh proposed a collaboration, it seemed like a very logical next step, to join his music and my poetry. Thus, "Songs from My Grasslands" is born.
Harvey's music speaks for itself. I felt a deep connection with the way he embodied my vision; the instruments he chose, the way the grasslands sounds are juxtaposed, everything is connecting so well.
So. We have a little announcement. Stay tuned and pen the date in your diaries 'coz soon we will be launching the "Songs from my Grasslands" CD. And because we truly believe in synaestesia, we will have a mixed media exhibition too, with some of Harvey's paintings and some of my photography. We are honoured and delighted to announce that Ginninderry Community will be our host from the 26th of April.

Monday, July 17, 2017

Saturday, April 22, 2017

I'm Gonna Rain Tonight



That time when music speaks to you and you just keep on writing.

Monday, October 24, 2016

Permission to Despair

What a peculiar, short word is "Now"; yet with the most elusive power.
Say it - and you've already stepped into next minute.
Effaced by faceless automatons who march into the hour
Towards the cubicles located in a central pivot.

Don't front the winter with your collar raised up like a shield,
You're not alone and you are loved; so loose that state of mind.
Somehow we'll make it through this baffling battlefield
Back to the grounds we lost during the daily grind...

This is part of a larger body of work tackling estrangement as a result of feeling overwhelmed.
How does one avoid shutting down? How does one express becoming emotionless in a world seemingly more devoid of feelings, where we become faceless silhouettes, rushing towards oblivion, while being invaded by all these picture perfect selfies?
Is it in the silence beyond that smile that never took off?
Is it in the quiet desperation of the fingers clutching a little too tight to the collar we're raising up as a shield?
How do we find the way back to communicating and being part of the community we live in?
 





Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Traces of Green




Come closer. Lay your head. Now close your eyes. And listen:
These are the stories that you will tell when it's your time. 
Traces of green embedding winter's slow, hushed whispers 
And memories of amber skies in prime.

There's so much movement in this silence
And so much love lies in this solitude - just like a spell.
Listen: there is a tale in every fragrance; 
These echoes are the stories you must tell. 

Look past the end of rainbows and forgotten sorrows;
Feel all these blades of grass pushing your palm, 
And find the stories born from the despair of no tomorrows,
In all these hidden storms that live within the calm. 




















Friday, July 08, 2016

On 105

For the uninitiated, 105mm is the focal length of a macro lens. It is a lens that I absolutely love using to collect a few shapes and colours impressions.
While I had a bit of fun playing with movie maker, I am also slowly working on building up an images portfolio based on my eternal search, trying to better understand Synaesthesia.



Monday, June 20, 2016

Blanc

"Blanc" is about being blanc-minded, when you just want to let your senses make whatever they feel out of a particular moment in time, without you putting any cognitive effort into it. It's about detaching yourself from anything negative, about finding the love within.

First try at doing a slide show in a long, long while. It can do with some improvements but overall I have enjoyed working on this little project. If you know me personally, then you probably know how passionate I am about Synaesthesia and how much I love combining images, words and sounds.

Monday, May 30, 2016

The Promise


 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
It's going to be a long, stiff climb;
So you better steel yourself ahead.
Some days, we'll run against the time
Some others, our limbs will turn to lead.

Some days you'll feel as strong as ever.
Some days you will be weak and shaking;
Some others we will be silent and demur
Some days we'll look at all the dreams that you were making;
Some others, you will loose it in the dreamland
And I'll be right along to hold your hand.

Some days you'll hate the sight of me and everything on earth.
Some others, you'll enjoy my hand on yours.
There will be days of long despair - unsaid, unheard.
Days of evading on cooler, misty shores
And others of high hopes and endless hours.
For now, just take my hand and dream of Autumn colours.
 
 







 





Saturday, May 07, 2016

The rain

















It feels like we have lived through thousand kinds of summer
Searching for words of truth where there were none.
'Been craving for a shelter in some thoughts of wonder
But where there's shelter, there's no room for sun.


'Been waiting for that rain since thousand seasons;
This falling rain kissing my salty lips
I craved its frozen blues since eons.
But nothing good comes out of howling winds.