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Telling Stories (Reprise)

telling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallery &; So. A conversation with the lovely Judith and I am afraid I am not a 'Recent Graduate' but an “Early Career Artist'. Is this my career? I suppose it is, because I want it.

Anyway, about Telling Stories, about my artistic practice, I wrote an artists statement, a manifesto of sorts a while ago. I hope it does just about still fit. It was exciting being in a group show again, and being able to talk with artists about art; wine; studios and visual language. telling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallerytelling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallerytelling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallery And that is, I think, what I aim to achieve in my work and consequently this blog, I am aiming for the visual language that allows me to share with you my experience, that are personal but on a universal level. I don't want to repeat myself with art leading into life, leading back into art but that is the crux of it.

On a slightly more personal note, I enjoy repetition and creating multiples, there is something calming and challenging in creating the same object repeatedly, it's almost a futile mission in finding perfection. There is also a certain awe when they are completed, seeing 50 or more of the same object shows a dedication, I believe.

telling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallerytelling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope galleryI am still encouraged by text though, and words, words mean so much to me in art, the way they can lead to a narrative, I do LOVE a good story. Tell me your stories, yes please, so I can turn your story into a visual installation, to let others walk around your private memories.

I've spoken about my inspiration previously, in the artists I have a “why didn't I do that?” for. Also though, reading your blogs, reading about your lives inspires me no end. In all honesty, how did it fuck up and how you and I deal with this fucking up makes me far more nosy than I should admit.       It does though, and I think I'm wanton for a connection to the rest of the world, that maybe my feelings are not so different from yours. That you too had a heartbreak over a two week fling, that you too knew that (s)he would always be in your life from the moment you met them.

I'm trying to ride on the back of this work, into something new, I've been busy writing and drawing and thinking of the big what next. I'm concerned that maybe, the what next may not be such a good what next, but I can only try, and it's in the trying I, you and everybody else learn, and it's in our failures that we grow into what we are supposed to be.

telling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope galleryOr something.

telling stories private view sevenoaks kaleidoscope gallery

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