See how the moment flies

Following the reading of the poetical work Grief is the thing with feathers by Max Portman, the consideration of the role of time healing all wounds and slowly inexorably changing perspective through it’s process; I reread through my mum’s poetry. This is a poem taken from my mum’s journal mid 1970s. It is similar to Zen poetry in that it captures something uncapturable: the moment, truth, time and being.

Black rain by Zen Master Dogen (1200-1253)
A profound poem I return to, first read in Colombia in 1996.

Studio note : Black rain

It resonated, as I use meditation as part of my process. It also reflects discussions on meditation I had with mum, who was a lifetime practitioner. I am currently collaging her poem onto tissue paper and board, reconsidering the flow of the words. I am exploring the flight of the moment and an abstracted fluid representation and expression of this theme.

Grief is the Thing with Feathers by Max Porter

I have just read this book recommended by my tutor. It is a strange and poignant poetical tale. There were some parts of it that resonated with me, in particular, where the crow suggests a game:
” ‘You two boys’, he said, ‘must each build, here on the floor – a model of your Mother. Just as you remember her! And whichever of you builds the best model will win. Not the most realistic, but the best, the truest. ” (pp.28-29)
I felt that in some ways this is the creative process I followed with my Crow Mother portrait, creating work that expressed her true essence or that which was experienced by me., rather than her likeness.
Later in the book when it talks of moving on there is a passage that reads:
” Moving on as a concept is for stupid people, because any sensible person knows that grief is a long- term project. I refuse to rush. The pain that is thrust upon us let no man slow or speed or fix.” (p99)
Succinct and truthful. It comes in waves and we never get passed it but learn to carry it. We grieve in proportion to the love we felt.

Jake Chapman talk at the Whitworth, Manchester. 29.1.19

A reworking of 1984 titled 1984.1 was read to us at breakneck speed without pause or varied intonation. It was reading the unreadable as described at the time and challenging to listen to and follow. I came away with some notes that I am trying to make sense of such as ” the unique personification of universal suffering”, in my notes I’ve written “change final word” so that art can be the unique personification of many themes: grief, love, feeling, intellect, being, nothingness …. I was aiming to find truth that I could relate to artistically and felt applied to my process.

Art is “a contemporary discourse on the notion of identity”, it therefore discusses the concept of who we are: our existence and integrity. There is an understanding that artwork has a kind of transcendent truth; a perceived honesty.

Amongst the thought provoking questions that were asked:

“How do you make a work of art that’s lying?”

Perhaps all artwork is fiction that expresses truth.

Truth -> interpretation -> fiction

“What are the conditions that presuppose your production of a work of art?”

Time , space, intention, creative fire, tools, evolving vision.

Actually in the YouTube video: My Place: Jake Chapman.
He says that ” You have to submit to wasting time before anything becomes purposeful” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94_7_QwKp9Y 

So maybe I’ll add wasting time to that list of presuppositions.

The idea of ” a dialogue across time” resonated, as I believe an artwork to be a record of time and intention, which stops at a certain point of completion and thus begins its outer communication during its existence.

“How does a work of art work?”

  1. Ornamental
  2. We choose to do it because it expresses something important
  3. Political: critical discourse.

Jake Chapman paraphrased Modern Art being a retaliation on bourgeois taste. Yet Modern Art still subscribes to it. YBAs were also described as being a wing of gentrification. Dichotomy.

I was interested in how his change of environment had affected his process and asked him such. This tied in with a question about creating utopias as opposed to dystopias. Interestingly he answered that utopia has an element of dystopia.

I subscribe to the higher synthesis and dialectical process of art. Creative evolution.

I found the Q&A session thought-provoking, particularly the question that was so ismly convoluted that the questioner lost the thread and ended up thrusting us into a shared state of universal bafflement.

Maybe I’ll add universal bafflement to the list of conditions that presupposes the production of art.

However, as this book was suggested both in a film clip I watched pre-talk and during the talk. I decided to buy it.

A thousand years of nonlinear history, by Manuel de Landa

The next step is to read it….