bruised rouge, to greyclodded clay,clawed deep, the way...
[another saltscape] 15cm x 15cm, one of 25 works in progress on for the salthouse contemporary art exhibition 2009...i am not a poet but i quite like poetry... i won a poetry prize at school but the careers officer said if i really wanted to be a writer i had to study journalism... i once signed up to a creative writing workshop, but came away disillusioned after a day's workshop on plot development and characterisation... the more said with less appeals... an economy with language, painting the scene with single words, not gilding with ornate prose... perhaps there is something good to come out of the texting phenomenon; in time we will all become poets, communication condensed, a poetry in nano...i have debated whether or not these panels should be hung together to look as a series of landscapes... implied historical narratives seem to be a big part of the exhibition... but i have a reasoning behind a current preference for stripes, horizontal or vertical... i am reminded of barcode images, maps, of extracted dna, information refined for analysis, visually coded, simplified data... i realised that the stripes were in some way linked to a need to condense, compartmentalise, tidy up collected and stored visual information, putting things in order, creating an essense out of the apparent mess of things...p.s. a gentle plug for the HWAT website which i have been working on.... my involvement in a local art trail [artists' open studios]... these artworks [saltscapes i-xxv] will not be on show as by then they will be installed at salthouse church...