MONICA SEGGOS
ART - FASHION - COMMERCE - THE FUTURE
Transdisciplinary Art
"...emergence of a new discipline transcending
the boundaries of disciplinary perspective...
It can be considered as the culmination of interdisciplinary efforts...
[that] has a wholism associated with it."
What is Transdisciplinary?
Jaya Ramchandani
"the
transdisciplinary artist blends all the pieces of knowledge and skill together
and
creates art that we cannot define through the canons
that
specify genres as we know them.
Art that goes beyond genre does not reveal the elements
from which it is made,
and
it is manifested as a homogeneous entity that exists independently;
it
goes across many disciplines, in order to reach a final destination."
What Does the Term
InterdisciplinaryArtist Imply?
Patina Lee for Widewalls
Transdisciplinary Art is the synthesization
of multiple disciplines
Monica Seggos
4 October 2019
Automediality is a key component of my artistic practice.
Automediality is a form of autobiography through media,
in real time, shaped by the media outlets utilized
this journal is one of my media outlets
please see the Automediality & Me page for more information
thank you for following along with me on my journey
Its Existence Leads to Other Beneficial Results (2020)
When I was a little girl, I loved my scissors. I was always cutting pictures out of magazines
and kept a file for the time I would be able to use them.
At the onset of Coronavirus, I have found myself going back to my scissors.
I have been cutting up all of my magazines, art auction catalogues and comics.
My scissors are extremely sharp, and I find the whole process to be extremely soothing.
I have been doing some digital collages as well but am finding that I am more challenged in the physical process
. I don't have a printer, so I'm not able to resort to printing out images I search out.
I can only rely on the images I am finding in the magazines.
Just as with my digital collages, my process is from a sculptural perspective,
even though the end result is 2D.
(For my class with Anastasia Grigoryeva at IFA Paris)
and kept a file for the time I would be able to use them.
At the onset of Coronavirus, I have found myself going back to my scissors.
I have been cutting up all of my magazines, art auction catalogues and comics.
My scissors are extremely sharp, and I find the whole process to be extremely soothing.
I have been doing some digital collages as well but am finding that I am more challenged in the physical process
. I don't have a printer, so I'm not able to resort to printing out images I search out.
I can only rely on the images I am finding in the magazines.
Just as with my digital collages, my process is from a sculptural perspective,
even though the end result is 2D.
(For my class with Anastasia Grigoryeva at IFA Paris)
the unfurling of a nature mystic
I rise before the dawn
to the symphony of the winged song
the mist brightens
the crescendo deafens
and my heart inhales the day
lured by anticipation
of imminent seduction,
I surrender to the ecstasy
shed the liminality
and embrace the naked way
yearning towards ascent
particles of fog
settle into the emptiness left in my wake
scents of morning intoxicate my being
shuttered eyes aloft
arms flung to the sky
receptivity envelops me
intensifies my surrender
and delivers me
descent into silence unbroken
mute in solitude and reverie
the fog breaks
the sun warms my face
dirt drips downhill,
the sound of falling rain
yet again fulfilled
I emerge from the mirror
my spirit expands
and unfurls the space of me
Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness,
Thou foster-child of silence and slow time,
Sylvan historian, who canst thus express
A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme:
What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape
Of deities or mortals, or of both,
In Tempe or the dales of Arcady?
What men or gods are these? What maidens loth?
What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape?
What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
John Keats
The Dragon Moon (Covid-19 2020) One of the Galaxy Goddesses
Moon Dragon: the moon dragon tattoo design is a unique symbol that embodies the relationship between nature and the sub-conscious. The moon, which influences ocean tides, represents ebb and flow, and the dragon symbolizes primal forces of nature
How to Tell Us Apart (Covid-19 2020)
for Welcome to My Homepage Residency
Have
been seeing photos of mask wearers from 1918, and found out that the
Spanish Flu came back with a vengeance the 2nd time around. So I'm
really obsessed with masks right now. These are Sinhalese masks from the
Museum of Anthropology in Canada. http://collection-online.moa.
Shoot location @oliveoakswestcounty Sebastopol
It's so cliché,
but all I can think about when I hear someone say
"hopelessly devoted"
is Olivia Newton-John in her saccharine sweet sweater set,
her breathy voice dripping with self-pity
When what I really want is to see her belting out
"You're the One that I Want",
stalking like a panther towards John Travolta
in her black, water tight suction suit
In truth, hopelessly modifying devoted
is just despair
disguised as a rose
Here is a fun activity for today!
an AI generated dictionary of words that don't exist
(fake news!)
The site is called
This Word Does Not Exist
to see more words, just refresh the page
you can also write your own word
you can see the link above
it doesn't show up on every page, so just refresh until you see it
here is my word: self-voyeur
I made up the word for one of my installations
note that this definition states:
2. a word that probably exists (as I said, it doesn't)
whereas in the other definitions,
it states:
2. a word that does not exist
I like the AI generated definition by the way
With the song of my breath
I call out to you
In my light
I search the depths
Of midnight
For you
You
Who are already formed
In my mind
In my heart
I cannot see my self
In this darkness
For in this watery abyss
I know not my own shape
I know only the vastness
Of what lies before me
From the source
Of light within
And the source without
That is above
The purpose of
My fathomless journey
Is to meet with you
So that we can become one
Balanced in creation
Our selves melded
I call out to you
In my light
I search the depths
Of midnight
For you
You
Who are already formed
In my mind
In my heart
I cannot see my self
In this darkness
For in this watery abyss
I know not my own shape
I know only the vastness
Of what lies before me
From the source
Of light within
And the source without
That is above
The purpose of
My fathomless journey
Is to meet with you
So that we can become one
Balanced in creation
Our selves melded
To manifest that which expresses
Our love
The silence
Is broken only by the length
Of my breath
Above mine own
From the unknown
I can hear the song of yours
Whose timbre echoes through
My bones
With my light
My breath
And a purpose
I move towards you
Feeling the truth of your
Existence
Only in the beat
Of my heart
Then
In a moment
The light expands around me
The darkness
is broken
And there.
Is you
In our melding
Our lights become one
And in creation
We become
A universe
Out of which
Births
A new world
Our love
The silence
Is broken only by the length
Of my breath
Above mine own
From the unknown
I can hear the song of yours
Whose timbre echoes through
My bones
With my light
My breath
And a purpose
I move towards you
Feeling the truth of your
Existence
Only in the beat
Of my heart
Then
In a moment
The light expands around me
The darkness
is broken
And there.
Is you
In our melding
Our lights become one
And in creation
We become
A universe
Out of which
Births
A new world
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