Jelle invited me to visit his painting class today and suggested that
I could stop in on the other studios too. All the lecturers knew about
my wish to perform in their classes this week but no others have
arranged for me to do so. Interestingly, the art students looked
quite embarrassed when I asked if anyone could photograph me on the
lawn. I wonder to myself how they will ever stand behind their art
when they do not dare to ‘stand out’ so innocuously in front of their
peers…..
An excerpt of a conversation with Philip.
8:48 PM Philip: how did the setup go?
me: Well…it looked pretty touch and go when I arrived but came
together just fine.
8:49 PM I will sent pics…
Philip: yay 🙂
8:51 PM me: When its all said and done, it is afterall a corridor…so
I was really happy to hear the ‘director’ say it is now transformed.
8:52 PM I have tomorrow to put the catalogue together if I do not do it tonight
Philip: ahh
so plenty to do still
8:54 PM me: not really…most of it is there in one form already
Philip: wow!
that looks good!
me: Thanks!
8:57 PM The celestial inversions book looks great in the glass cases
Philip: it does
me: I laid out the half aprons for colour and put out each
page…people have been reading it..actually and laughing
8:58 PM Philip: lol
having them spread out like that makes it a little more bite-sized
for ppl to read i think
8:59 PM me: Yes and makes them seem special
which is funny because we wanted them to be touchable…??? and ordinary
9:02 PM the bags of wood are labeled ‘HOUSE KIT LOT: 1953 EX/ ENG’
to represent the first homes the immigrants to here lived in…There
are about 40 different nations represented here
Philip: very clever
a good way to get use without unpacking it even 😀
9:03 PM me: yes they even look travelled hahahha
Today I cleared Studio 12. I heard again that it wasn’t the ideal
studio and no one wanted it. It was just the thing for me. It worked
for me and it did so wonderfully.
The clean up came after a few last offerings from the collected
pieces. Each image sets itself sharply into focus on my writable
tablet. I had a good chat with an artist I had tried to spend time
with since I met her on the first day. we sat on the green bench top
as the last event before I took everything down. I was glad that I
could effect this process on my own, allowing the space the graceful
exit it deserved.
I am relaxing today…an easy walk into Banff to pick up wine for gifts for the composer and the work/study helpers and souvenirs for those at home. So much tacky stuff to choose from! I will punish my kids for their comments about ‘Mum’s useless presents’ and this time I will only send them a photo of the useless presents! Ha! That should stir the pot! Also I did a portrait session for one of the other artists – Bruce Gottlieb – who is creating 4D portraits as part of his residency here. It was surprisingly tricky to turn slowly on the spot yet be animated and interesting. I wish I had left on my signature rabbit fur coat to give a bit of texture to the ensemble. As my sister Erla said that coat (once her daughter’s) is travelling more than she.
(Edited and I do mean edited excerpt from Google Chat late on the 14th….listed in Australian time frame.)
3:28 PM me: hiya its meeeeee!
Tom: Heloo.
3:29 PM I am not letting Patience talk to you right now.
So how was your day?
3:30 PM me: Great! I finished and exhibition!
Tom: WOW! Photos???
me: yesseresiree
3:31 PM Tom: So tell me about it.
3:33 PM me: I have just sent you photos!
I have just sent you photos!
well they are beeing sent…I might have sent too many…
3:34 PM Tom: I will await their arrival.
While we wait…so tell me.
Pics have arrived.
3:35 PM me: wellll….I invited a collegue into my studio (Sandra Hawkins) and she said…looks like your work here is finished your exhibition is complete!
call it ‘Potential’
So I said ok. I like it too
3:36 PM That is it. Now Week 1 is complete and I have the first exhibition of three…and nothing more to do unless I want too! How’s that!
Tom: Great work!
3:37 PM me: Isn’t it! Are you looking at the photos?
Tom: I am…would appreciate some commentary.
3:40 PM me: okay…I gathered the bits from the dumpsters and other local sources. Then sorted the bits as data. Now, anything I do with them reduces their potential because they become only one of the many possibilities they offer and not any of the others.
3:41 PM Tom: Very clever and insightful…
this could be a new genre…
bag-lady art.
3:42 PM me: So, the work can only become less creative than it is now when it is unused and waiting for its next role….does this make sense?
Tom: Yes, it does…
which is frightening…
but then I lived with your twisted and creative mind for over 34 years now.
Will you be bringing the artwork home?
3:43 PM me: …funny you should ask…but no…except for the beeeautiful materials…which I love and can reuse and reconfigure
3:44 PM Tom: I know how your mind works…and I wouldn’t be surprised to see a container arrive on our doorstep full of this stuff.
3:45 PM me: believe me ..it won’t happen…I have gone a new direction and I know that I can make art out of anything
Tom: Great because we have so much material here for you to work with… 3:46
3:47 PM me: And you have to hear the next best thing…..
Tom: You’re coming home early?
3:48 PM Some one is going to buy the work?
You have been offered a job as artist in residence at an obscene salary?
me: I approached the head of programs in music today to outline the fact that I wish to collaborate with a composer for a final exhibition…tonight I was introduced to Darren (twenty something).
Tom: You won the lottery in Canada?
3:49 PM me: explained my request that music/sound be made out of the dumpster bits that I will make visual art from..in the studio..and he agreed….
3:50 PM Tom: PDQ Bach…Fugue for a bicycle pump.
3:51 PM me: and is very excited about the project and he himself makes notational music out of old Playschool instruments and player pianos, etc and finds The Centre can be a little restricting so…..looks forward to working with me and I with him’
We meet on Monday to record bits
Tom: This place sounds better and better.
3:52 PM me: AND the concert I went to tonight had a celletto – a mechanical version of a cello – it looks like a extendable lamp stand – who plays improve – performer which is a synthesized cello and he said he would do it tooo if wanted. My VA department said this was a very unusual request….hooray! Some Music officials thought – even without asking anyone – they might not be able to help me out. Isn’t that strange on a campus with these arts literally next door to each other?
3:53 PM Tom: Creativity and vision have always been your strength.
The difficulty comes in that you are usually out there pushing boundaries before anyone else gets there.
Banff is once more proof of your ability as an artist and visionary.
3:54 PM Go for it!
me: Thanks!!!
I am really happy with this! Its fun!
3:55 PM And the other thing is today I regained ground spiritually
Tom: How so?
3:56 PM me: I know that you have been praying for me….
Well I took along this Thomas Merton Book of Hours and today it made an impact…
3:57 PM Tom: Yes….in what way?
3:58 PM me: I read..
3:59 PM Why should want to be rich when You were poor?
4:00 PM Why should I desire to be famous and powerful?
4:01 PM Why should I cherish in my heart a hope that devours me- when such a hope, doomed to frustration, is nothing but despair?
4:02 PM My hope is in the eye that never has seen. Therefore let me not trust in visible rewards.
4:03 PM My hope is in what the heart cannot feel. Therefore let me not trust in the feelings of my heart.
My hope is in what the hand has never touched. Do not let me trust what I can grasp between my fingers.
4:04 PM Death will loosen my grasp and my vain hope will be gone.
Tom: These are Merton’s words…now your insights…
4:05 PM me: That describes me.
4:06 PM I want, I need, I wish, I desire…and it is not in my power but makes me miserable……….so I need to give up the fight and just love and be and allow God the control he has anyway
4:07 PM I think that is it…I am crying as I realize this but it is a load off my mind
4:08 PM Tom: Good insight.
4:10 PM me: I plan a new performance…I will stand in front of the people coming in to eat with a scarf over my head wearing a sign that says ‘Failed Artist’
4:11 PM then another day I will wear a sign…’Great Artist’ then another day ‘Okay Artist’ I feel I need to accept that this is who I am – all of these- by someone’s definition and it is still ok
Tom: Should be an intriguing performance piece.
4:12 PM me: yes….still I am crying over my loss of a dream, a plan for myself…
4:14 PM Tom: Recognition that you are not in control is a big thing.
Tears are to be expected.
As is sense of loss…
as well as sense of relief…
4:15 PM and self-acceptance.
4:16 PM me: yes
4:17 PM Tom: Now…like the time in Banff…just let things unfold and see where it takes you.
me: ok
4:19 PM Tom: It will be interesting to see how this continues to unfold while you are there…
and what you will bring back with you.
4:20 PM me: Well I expect it will be digital only at least….apart from the material scraps….TEEHEE
4:21 PM Tom: The transient nature of your art there is a physical reinforcement of what Merton is saying.
Ultimately the art is not something that can be held on to.
4:23 PM me: That is correct…I am making a statement to myself by leaving it all behind.
4:24 PM Tom: OK.
Getting enough to eat?
All this thinking and creativity will make you hungry.
4:25 PM me: tooo much to eat
4:26 PM I am eating all the things that I don’t get at home and are really bad for me I collect my dessert first – like Aunt Nora did
4:27 PM Tom: That could explain the burst of creativity and insight and the sense of joy and fulfillment…food…glorious food.
me: then I have bacon everyday. Then I eat shrimp stir fry and chicken schnitzel and fesh bread…we are treated like royalty for 6-7 $ a meal
4:28 PM Tom: Good for you.
What is that line of the Jewish mama…
Eat…eat! Is good for you!
I take it you are enjoying the opportunity of being a community of artist as well.
4:35 PM me: Well…I have been accepted by the embroidery group and the Liminal Screen Residency group…word is out that I am a PhD in Sculpture so I can sneak into their sessions at times and they think I make good comments…
4:39 PM me: yes it is fun being like minded instead of tolerated
4:40 PM Tom: So your days are full…your evenings pleasurable.
The company is inspiring.
The food is delicious and very filling and plenty of it.
The scenery great.
Your exhibition #1 is complete.
4:41 PM You have gained significant spiritual insights.
You have organized some collaborative work that will be ground-breaking there.
It all sounds just perfect.
4:43 PM Tom: OK……I will hand you over to Patchie now…as I have to go out and fulfill the somewhat prosaic task of bringing in the laundry before it gets wet from the rain.
Love you much…
glad to hear it all going well.
4:44 PM me: thanks I love you…thanks for everything
Hunting and Gathering…isn’t this a woman’s job?? But David, work/study artist helped me with the trolley, the lift and up the winding staircases. The studio is full of hand picked stuff….I especially like the dozens of discarded brass lamps, rescued from the snow bank.
I want to tell about David…He will be tying his art – his canoe – to his car roof as he does not have another place to store it; plus it is a conversation starter he found. I admire his candor and sense of fun!
Met ReBecca Paterson from the Maritimes, too.
So here I now have internet and my computer working. The techies did not have the correct plug either so they clipped off my Aussie plug and replaced it with one for Canada. It works fine though the plugectomy seemed a little drastic! No charge at least and they even tossed in a 6 volt trani for the speaker system. Resourceful, eh?
I was wakeful last night. I got a bit chilled returning from the hot tub in the -12C temps. Then I kept waking up to see if it was time to get up. I went over for breakfast after talking myself out of going swimming which was a close call, too.
Then found my wonderful ladies from the artist group ‘Articulation’ again and chatted through breakfast. They are working in the Leighton Studio where today I was invited to visit and see their work! A privilege for sure! It turns out that two of the other artists are blogging too. I will have to compare. These ladies heard that I am looking out for things to make art out of these few weeks. They had been given a huge bag of fantastic bits and pieces by a quilters group. After taking what they could use, they gave me the rest….lace, glittery cloth, feathers, rabbit fur, angel wings, velvet, iridescent fabric, and much more. I am so taken with these treasures; I may not be able to leave it here after all.
I had a great day! I have been finding out where the dumpsters so tomorrow I can gather the bits I saw to work with as recycled raw materials. I saw a mound of discarded brass lamps, an old venetian blind, lots of wood off-cuts, office paper, ceramic bases, buckets and more. I will retrace my steps to collect and then it will be picked up with the site’s van and tugged up to the third floor.
Tomorrow should be the day I start working in my studio then. I can’t wait!
I had been quite discouraged about not being accepted into the Centre’s program when I first applied but I discovered that many others have been disappointed for years. The selection process is a little undecipherable it seems. At least we are here now!
In an effort to reapproach life in a fully spiritual manner, I have been doing some reading in Thomas Merton’s Book of Hours. I found a thought that stopped me short….I realized that I don’t think I completely trust God with my life at this point in time. I think that I am suspicious that I will get hurt again and somehow by looking out for myself, I can do a better job of it. Don’t anyone carelessly coax me out of this thought – as absurd as it may seem. I am wrestling here.
My overall plan here is to not plan my art. This is difficult for me as I am usually too purposeful in my art. Leaving with a completed product would be my usual expectation. Instead, I want to play with the process of creating and maybe regain my first love of art in this way. I do not want to load myself down with ‘things’ to cart and store! ‘All made in Banff, stays in Banff’…. Says this sticker was found in the drawer in my studio here…how appropriate. I have enough stored art! The title I have in mind is ‘All Things Temporary’. The open studio will be my continuing exhibition. No more thinking it through….
Yesterday I visited an exhilarating exhibition called Traces by Louise Rippert whom I knew from Monash University days. She was already then doing brilliant work with a highly spiritual aspect and connection. Deakin University Art Gallery in the city of Melbourne hosted a retrospective collection, which is her (?!) first solo show. It is a fluttering of delicate paperish treasures, time capsules of fragmented debris and other sensuous yet serious frivolities.
I realized I dare not purchase her catalogue…as I might be unduly influenced by her discoveries to the detriment of my own art. I want to remember them as the mist of argument – nothing more. I know my outcomes would be dissimilar because I am, after all, a different person. Yet in the presence of true creativity, I can not be certain.
Rippert’s work seems pure and unsullied by the life they honour and document…. as traces remaining in a hallowed framed silence. My art offerings are troubled by their unsettled beginnings and traumatic births. By comparison, I think mine are noisy and demanding like the relentless children I rear, offering tireless challenge rather than peace.
Strangely, I have felt the same attraction yet resistance to the art of Gosia Wlodarcsak and formerly, to the art of Louise Nevelson and Ben Nicholson and Mary Kelly – drawn to them mutually by respect and apprehension.