Today I thought I had an exam so I went to Utrecht, but I actually have the exam this Thursday. All is well, I now have extra time to study.
Since I was in Utrecht anyway, I seized the opportunity to converse with the venue I’m going to organize an art exhibition in coming March.
The opening will be on a Saturday; I’ll give a short talk introducing my work and explain it one on one.
The arrangements were quickly made, the hostess and I agreed in an agreeable manner on what size the works should be and where they should hang.
I get a lot of freedom, and like Sartre would say, it is mine to bear.
On my way home I thought about what the subject of the series could be. I want to make an entire serie of new art, so then my friends won’t come and be like ‘We’ve seen this on your insta’.
I pondered over the subject. I feel like I’m done with works about my psychosis or ex girlfriends. Sobriety is not a subject that would do well in a bar – which is what the venue is – and I think I would find making visual art on redirecting sexual energy to become raunchy quickly.
Now I know what I do not want. But what do I want?
- The works need to reflect my current emotional, social and occupational state, which is contentment that grows ou
- I want the works to be colourful and bold, while maintaining a clear subject or subects,
- I want to thank my inner circle for being there for me, and giving me opportunities to be there for them,
- The works could be a nudge to do something that increases knowledge of self,
- I want to explore the creative drive, the zone, the flow, the focus.
That’s already a bit clearer. I will be mixing some of my previous art styles into one colourful orgy of transcendental depictions, why re-invent the wheel when I already have done some styles that have worked for me?
This weekend I will put together an advertisement banner so we can make a Facebook event. I’ll post the link to the event here.
Then I will work on my artists statement, which should precede the making of the works so that the works are in line with the statement; unlike high school where I made first and thought about what it meant later.
Until the next time.