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I was asked to complete a survey by one of my favorite magazines: What is most damaging to our world right now? Would it be climate change, et al? No. None of the above. My write in answer: Cancel Culture. Cancel Culture is an extreme form of erasure. The rage is palpable. But what did you
do? Did you really do what they said you did? It doesn't matter,
because it is too late.
You might be totally innocent. You may not even know why you have been cancelled.
Even if you didn't do it, they can't go back and uncancel the cancel. You're deleted
I am consciously working on expanding my Environmental Art practice. The focus of Environmental Art is the artist's relationship with Nature. I have been really struggling to find the words to describe my practice as well as consider its context within art history. I am just beginning to recognize that my work is a fusion of elements present in both Symbolism and Romanticism. This is one of my favorite Romantic nature paintings, Wanderer above the Sea of Fog, by Caspar David Friedrich. I love that the wanderer exists within the work, because, for me, it means that the wanderer's point of view is being emphasized.
I also love the work of Ansel Adams. Although there are no figures in his photographs I find them to be just as evocative.
While in Nature, I experience Stendahl Syndrome, and I want to convey this sense of awe in my work. Rather than attempting to influence or judge another or provide social commentary, I am merely sharing the deep love and respect I feel. I prefer to speak of the glory of nature, its astounding beauty and the emotions it evokes in me. To me, beauty is Nature’s greatest asset.
Nature is my inspiration, and it reveals who I am in the work I create. From this perspective, I am claiming my individuality.
Bring Them Home
I hope that I will see the Marbles back in Athens before I die;
but if they come back later I shall be reborn. Melina Mercouri
Far away from their native land, the Parthenon Marbles have been situated at the British Museum for over 150 years. That certainly means that there are continuous negotiations between the Greek government, asking for their return, and the British government who, together with the Trustees of the British Museum, have refused to do this. Ian Swindale
You must understand what the Parthenon Marbles mean to us. They are our pride. They are our sacrifices. They are the supreme symbol of nobility. They are a tribute to democratic philosophy. They are our aspiration and our name. They are the essence of Greekness. Melina Mercouri
The request for the restitution of the Parthenon Marbles is not made by the Greek government in the name of the Greek nation or of Greek history. It is made in the name of the cultural heritage of the world and with the voice of the mutilated monument itself, that cries out for its marbles to be returned. Evangelos Venizelos, former Greek Minister of Culture
Immense Journey in an Advanced Stage of Preparation (Text Deconstruction Results in a Self-Portrait from an Appropriation of Words)*
Having created the vision, begins to emit essence.Its resonance comes to life, and it’s overwhelming.
Microscopically penetrable.
Harmoniously woven with interpenetrating levels, listening in to articulate, deep, tremulous, shimmering glows.
Lush. Exuberant.
Inside, in front of, around, above, beneath, seething the silence of the vast, the light reveals the inner anatomy to the exterior.
High speed, high voltage, the light immerses in the luminous sonority.
A promise continuously emanating energy.
Enveloping. Enticing.
Epic.
Prismatic awareness of the breaking down of frontiers, [surrendering] oneself to be [saturated] by its presence.
Silently. Mysteriously.
Attentively listening to its own articulate lines.
*1123…n Sensitive Images of the Space of Time by Bruno Corà from Mario MERZ at MOCA
"eros cannot live without philia... Philia is the relaxation in the
presence of the beloved which accepts the other's being as being; it
is simply liking to be with the other, liking to rest with the other,
liking the rhythm of the walk, the voice, the whole being of the
other...Philia does not require that we do anything for the beloved
except accept him, be with him, and enjoy him."
Rollo May
Metamorphosis (digitally transformed paper collage) 2020
Within
the deepest of woods,
amongst the moss draped rocks and trees adorned
with the odor of fungus and dank,
there hangs a chrysalis.
The chrysalis fractures,
The chrysalis fractures,
breaking the silence that echoes with the music of descending drops of rain.
The air fills with a waft of bergamot and ylang ylang,
The air fills with a waft of bergamot and ylang ylang,
merged with the tang
of blood,
and falls, melding with the scent of the woods.
The rebirth disseminates on the back of the moisture laden air
and blankets the terrain.
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Exploring how to bring emotions and presence to absence
with visuals and
words over the ether
in an attempt to make this an immersive experience
(like my physical installations).
All the collages I've been making are
studies.
It's not how they look or present as art.
Instead I'm inviting
you to feel the wonder of being in that space
as if it were real.
Memories, Dreams and Relections (6 October 20) Digital collage over paper collage
Based on a dream I had as a child-a dream about an incredible sculptress living in Victorian or Edwardian London who achieved acclaim for her work. When they found out she was crippled (the word used in my dream) in her right leg, she was abandoned. She spent the rest of her life living under a bridge in the city. Years later, when I saw the movie "Camille Claudel" I was traumatized. I felt I had experienced the life of the sculptress in my dream through watching the film.
For @morbidanatomy class, The Archaeology of the Self: with Artist Eleanor Crook
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| Gallery of Childhood Things I included Dali, because my father had this incredible Dali art book At 7/8 I didn't understand the work but found it mesmerizing The reclining nude represents my Greek heritage as well as my father's stone sculptures that inspired me The rest of the art is mine I made in my childhood for my Archaeology of the Self class at Morbid Anatomy with Eleanor Crook |
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