The artist's mind
completed by the viewer?
Not as excitedly fertile at the moment
are the mountains of North Georgia
still slumbering, still unawares.
ran circles around all the AT hikers planning to return this way when things have perked up.
When not hunting, JT prefers to lounge at home in something a little more comfortable.
That was all his idea.
Anyway, visited scad atlanta corporate headquarters
Saw these paintings.
They walk an interesting line
quite comfortably I think.
So what is it called when you burn? Body Drama.
I learned that from the ABRAMOVIC.
She was incredible right? Carried celebrity level energy with her. It was contagious the crowd was all titteringly excited. Admittedly, I was hoping she would make at least one audience member cry.
This is the opening of Attack/Decay/Sustain/Release at Whitespace Friday night.
Craig Dongoski's work has branched out into color.
These newer pieces are responses to music. They read linearly almost like musical scores.
The layers of line build on each other. I wrote about Craig's work before... err... ah, here.
I found the ABRAMOVIC to be unabashedly romantic about art in a way that pleased my starved soul. As thoughtful and concept driven as her work may be, it also deals with raw emotion. You know emotion?
Like when you can literally feel the weight of time as you look at an artwork laboriously crafted?
Or like when you can feel the presence of mind, that meditative space the artist must have momentarily drifted into and essentially documented with the habitual rhythm of his hands?
The ABRAMOVIC was full of good fodder. She feels strongly that only through long durational work does it become transformational for the artist. Only by struggling through that time do you deal with the real truth.
And most importantly, art must be true. Wise words.