Stereotypes part II

Sometimes silence is preferred....

 

September's Resolutions(?)

Back to reality after a long summer, it has been difficult to decide on my September's Resolutions. Cant announce anything yet, I can just reveal their soundtrack:)This song follows me since August...

 

2012 London Olympics

Spending two years of my life, living in a flat on King William Walk, right at the entrance of Greenwich park, there are no words to describe how I love watching how they transformed the park for the 2012 London Olympics Equestrian Games…

PostLondon Post (?)

I ve been back from London few months now, and have been on a "collage rollercoaster" eversince... It is amazing how that trip infuenced me. It took me quite some time to decide about the theme of my new series of art-objects...

Not writing about Spencer Tunick (?)

I was thinking about writing about Spencer's Tunick's photoshoot at Greenwhich (2001) and started collecting some images, but then realised the time is late and I cannot write all the things I have on my mind about this artist...

Then I remembered that just few days after the photoshoot took place, I went  to see Massive Attack performing at Brixton Academy, and I got so late that I was running like crazy from the tube straight to the venue :) 

So I give myself a raincheck about writing and listen to one of my all time favorites...

Planning (?)...

Planning my trip, I cant wait for Yayoi Kusama's exhbition at Tate Modern.

(Copying from Tate)...One of Japan's best-known living artists, Yayoi Kusama's work spans more than six decades. This Tate Modern exhibition follows her career from early paintings of provincial Japan to the daring advances that followed.

Kusama is known for her immersive artworks, and the exhibition features a series of rooms covered in hallucinatory polka dots, mirrors and more.The artist was born in Matsumoto, Japan in 1929. She trained in traditional Japanese painting while also exploring the European and American avant-garde.

After moving to the United States in the late 1950s, Kusama forged her own direction in sculpture and installation, adopting techniques of montage and soft sculpture, which influenced artists including Andy Warhol. In the 1960s Kusama moved from painting, sculpture and collage to installations, films and performances. In 1973 she returned to Japan, where she began a parallel career as a poet and novelist.

April Fools' Day (?)...

(Wikipedia)
April Fools' Day:
April Fools' Day is celebrated in different countries around the world on April 1 every year. April 1 is not a national holiday, but is widely recognized and celebrated as a day when many people play all kinds of jokes and foolishness. The day is marked by the commission of good-humoured or otherwise funny jokes, hoaxes, and other practical jokes of varying sophistication on friends, family members, teachers, neighbors, work associates, etc.


I am leaving for a week in London on April Fool's Day...My dad always tricked us on Fool's Day...I could say that each year's Fool's Day, is probably one of the best memories I have from my childhood :)


This year on Aril 1st, I am going to be travelling, on my own, to go and have that "trip on my own" I was planning for so long...A 5 day seminar at St. Martins on "Contemporary Collage" and 3 days of walking and doing all the things I love to do...I am just counting the days...


Till that day, I am writing, painting and printing like crazy, listening to some music...

Talk Talk (?)

I used to sell Talk Talk :)

Orientalism (?)

Reading about self-actualization concepts, I remembered a book I read when I was in high school and picked it up again from my bookshelf and start reading it. Hermann Hesse is one of my favorite writers, for many reasons. Most importantly because he focuses and explores the concepts of an individual's search for authenticity, self-knowledge and spirituality, but also because apart from a poet and a novelist he was a painter and a lover of orientalism. Looking at this picture where Hesse is painting on the countryside, I am almost jealous, of his tranquility…painting like that, and writing beautiful stories about the search for truth and identity…

Siddhartha is one of my all time favorite books, I guess it is one of these books that offers different meanings, every time you read it.

It is a story of a brahmin boy (Siddhartha) who follows his heart and goes through various lives to finally understand what it means to be enlightened. Along the way, he is separated from his family, but also from his best friend, carrying his journey on his own…with no fear, but with warmth in his heart...

Last night the following lines made sense to me…..

When Siddhartha left the grove, where the Buddha, the perfected one, stayed behind, where Govinda stayed behind, then he felt that in this grove his past life also stayed behind and parted from him. He pondered about this sensation, which filled him completely, as he was slowly walking along. He pondered deeply, like diving into a deep water he let himself sink down to the ground of the sensation, down to the place where the causes lie, because to identify the causes, so it seemed to him, is the very essence of thinking, and by this alone sensations turn into realizations and are not lost, but become entities and start to emit like rays of light what is inside of them. Slowly walking along, Siddhartha pondered. He realized that he was no youth any more, but had turned into a man. He realized that one thing had left him, as a snake is left by its old skin, that one thing no longer existed in him, which had accompanied him throughout his youth and used to be a part of him: the wish to have teachers and to listen to teachings. He had also left the last teacher who had appeared on his path, even him, the highest and wisest teacher, the most holy one, Buddha, he had left him, had to part with him, was not able to accept his teachings.

Slower, he walked along in his thoughts and asked himself: "But what is this, what you have sought to learn from teachings and from teachers, and what they, who have taught you much, were still unable to teach you?" And he found: "It was the self, the purpose and essence of which I sought to learn. It was the self, I wanted to free myself from, which I sought to overcome. But I was not able to overcome it, could only deceive it, could only flee from it, only hide from it. Truly, no thing in this world has kept my thoughts thus busy, as this my very own self, this mystery of me being alive, of me being one and being separated and isolated from all others, of me being Siddhartha! And there is no thing in this world I know less about than about me, about Siddhartha!"

Time Lag Theory (?)

time lag - time during which some action is awaited; i am still on that phase where thoughts are running, decisions are still pending, and you look at the sky a lot...

The missing piece (?)

Shel Silverstein was an American poet, singer, songwriter, musician, composer, cartoonist, screenwriter and author of children's books. This Christmas I got one of his books as a present from a friend of mine.

The book sketches the journey of a character becoming a "whole" person...independently being able to "roll" by itself in life. Through the pages and the simplistic sketches, one can find different meanings, but surely the core one is that in order to be happy in any relationship you must be your own independently happy person...and not rely on others to complete your deficiencies.
It only takes ten minutes to read the book, and when I first read it, I was so overwhelmed by this strangely moving epic tale of geometrical shapes, masqueraded as a children's story. Then I started doing something I have never done with another book: buying it and giving it to those I love, continuing what Dafni did…
The reactions were similar, and the story goes on, every person finds his/her meaning in the book, and instantly needs to share it with someone..

Too much silence...(?)

...After 2 months of silence, some questions have been answered, some others remain...Heard a lot of music, and that's some of the best of it...Happy New Year!!!