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This MA started in 2009 as a personal investigation into my making process on the aim of establishing a comprehensive and conscious decision making in my art. It is proven a rollercoaster from sublime happiness in the arms of calypso to the horror of survival from the hands of Cyclops.
The subject of my project is the development of a body of three-dimensional work which explores the possibility of representing death. This is thought as the ultimate challenge of representing something which can not be experienced and manifests itself as absolute nothing. I try to use a visual language that address the qualities of directness (as familiarity, reality), of ordinariness (as banality, triviality) and otherness (as absence, liminality).
The work progressed in various stages before settling into 2 installations. Clay was used in all its different forms and stages as multifaceted and transformational element. |
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Abstract forms with elements of familiarity with the human body were developed. These ceramic bodies carried the memory of a series of transformations that related to the "motion of death".
Distortion, distention and fragmentation were used on twisted forms that bring memories of internal organs, bones, remains and hybrid states. | |
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The staging of these objects together in one space raised the need for a common reference that would “glue” together these objects into a single situation.
Water, frames, dust, mud, lines and markings were all used in various experiments on the aim of creating a common experience of a momentary absence; of a gap, a border where the perception of existence evaporates. |
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Death manifests daily as an effortless and unpredictable event. I replicated this serial occurrence with a basic, modular object that was used as a metaphor of the unitary and personal event which despite its unique character, it reproduces incessantly.
The sequence of these cubic skulls create a three dimensional journal of banality and equality. The use of newspaper cuts point to the source of the events and the dry, unfired clay reflects our transient character. |
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