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Why I think ‘weird old art’ has value
I am in Borth for a couple of days. It’s lovely to get away from the chaotic nature of home, work and family life. I don’t have much head space for creative thinking these days (as evident in the lack … Continue reading
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Why isn’t creativity valued for its own sake?
This evening, I painted some sprouts. Not literally, of course, that would be cruel. I painted a picture of some sprouts. Why? Because I saw beauty in them today. Because I felt the urge to paint. Because I wanted to. … Continue reading
Word frequency and what it all means
I am currently reading (or, more accurately, utterly absorbed by) Italo Calvino’s if on a winter’s night a traveller. I have just got to the bit where the discussion turns to frequency of appearance of words in certain types or genres of … Continue reading
May You Live in Interesting Times – at least while in Venice
I have just returned home from a week in Venice and I didn’t expect to be quite so glad to be back on terra firma upon my return as I am. I expected to be in tears – the usual … Continue reading
The arrogance of the artist – myth or reality
A few weeks ago, I had a discussion with a fellow art student which at the time provoked my thoughts and still does today. We were mutually munching on our home-made lunchtime sandwiches when the topic arose. It was about … Continue reading
Lost in translation
I have a few friends who live in various locations around the world, and sometimes the nosy me likes to know what they are talking about on Facebook. As I don’t have time to brush up on my Japanese, Finnish, … Continue reading
Endings and beginnings
It has been quite a week for me. I’ve had two stints invigilating at the New Art Gallery Walsall, which I secretly (or not so secretly) quite enjoy, including a very busy stint as the gallery was visited by 150 … Continue reading
‘How is that even art?’
This was a question I overheard an eleven year old girl ask at the MA show today. It might sound like a negative question, but actually I see it as a positive. In asking this question, she is expressing her … Continue reading
Something out of nothing
I am probably, I think, getting towards the end of my reflections on my MA now. There isn’t a huge amount more I can say. However, I do have one final(ish) thought to deliver here about the past two years. … Continue reading
Seeing through the eyes of others
Last week, after the opening night for the MA Show, I confess to feeling quite flat and low about my ‘still life of disorder’. I have indicated such here in the last couple of posts. I suspect that this is … Continue reading