Nothing too deep or revelatory. More me just making sure I’m writing about my process.
Yet something feels right about this, somethings I make and am unsure, but this I’m ok with.
Materials lead me again and there is something provocative and pleasing about the natural canvas.
I’m making a large icing bag basically, but for clay. I’m making my own tools to work with and that to is satisfying. I’m tempted to get ealborate, but I should have learnt from previous lessons that it will slow me down, but it’s hard - I want to make pretty!
The plan is to locate naturally occurring clay and use it as a medium to draw with, although I am now having to research and figure where I might find it. This could involve a number of exploratory walks and scrambling but then I like that kinda thing.
I feel drawn to the process of engaging with the land, gently moving an element and decontextualising it into a medium and meaning - a form of translation.
This too I’ve been looking at ‘Translation’ what does it really mean to translate language and other things? What and how does it happen? It’s connected to the Liminal.
Also please note it took me a ridiculously long time to figure the pattern out, when it shouldn’t.