Intuitively developed art that follows its own internal logic free of other rules.
Thursday, November 20, 2014
Crumpled, Dented, Crushed
After an upcoming Herberger exhibit, four of these appearing out of a number. Unless it is too philosophical to be of interest these stressed and
broken attempts to fall and stand at the same time see pots as people
and to which do we like most, the cheerful
ones who go against all odds and heroically oppose, or those who bow the
head, the knee, and excite sympathy? Indeed many did fall, imploded,
collapsed in the stretching intended to enhance their lines. Why were
they pushed to such extremes? Some can't raise their hands because they don't have arms. These are
many. Or sometimes they just have stumps for arms in these days. Of
those who raise hands not all get them all the way up either, from the
weight or maybe they are prevented. There are all kinds of postures in
hands raised, just like there are all kinds of reasons for raising them.
Surrender is always implied, and praise. Also sacrifice. Those without
hands are the most poignant if we imagine them. We can see the heads and
the bodies, as if the arms and hands were wrapped inside a serape
maybe. Hands raised, heads raised, bodies raised. If we are armed
militarized security forces it gets ambiguous, as they are concealing
something under their cloaks. Beating hearts. Some of these may be
considered Protest Jars, others Quechua ladies silently witnessing.