I love the idea of having a hardened exterior. I definitely don’t permanently but it is a good feeling to be finding your shell again. This word also relates to new work on which a longer piece will follow. I did the sketch below after loading but before unloading my kiln and I was so pleased to see the same shapes emerging.
of, relating to, having, or forming a crust or shell
I felt very honoured to be featured by Aesthetica recently in a piece about sculpture evolving. Lacuna was longlisted for Aesthetica’s Art Prize in 2015. I remember being asked to write something for the Art Prize Future Now Anthology. It was one if the first times I took a deep breath and wrote what I thought and felt:
“I am preoccupied by the alchemical, the haptic and the woeful disregard for the conjury of ceramics, the illegitimate art form. My work represents states of being, relies on recognition – of the everyday, of human stance and domestic scale – often taking etymological origins.
Lacuna – an unfilled space, a gap, an extended silence or depression – is a once-thrown piece that rests and melts with hidden pools, smooth folds and broken loops.”
Lacuna, Future Now Anthology 2015
Emotion of the day series, with thanks to Be Manzini
I think this is as close as I can get to the softly energetic pleased with myself feeling I have today. A nice time writing, a return to Jayne’s pilates, mixed with really enjoyable reading (Helen Dunmore… more soon…) and finally buying a shed. I feel unfurled. This continues to be my go to dictionary for this series. I particularly loved these synonyms and related words:
One of those nice serendipitous things where Brain Pickings, a newsletter I enjoy, took me to The Poetry Business who had been recommended to me just yesterday, via enjoying Christy Ducker’s A Scientist’s Advice on Healing. I am happily now a member and looking forward to reading Messenger in full.
I recently finished A Room of One’s Own for the first time. There’s so much more to say than this initial post but in the midst of several funding applications I am reminded of two of so many phrases that hurtled towards me.
“That collar that I have spoken of… bowed my head to the ground.“
A Room of One’s Own, Virginia Woolf (p.5, Vintage Classics)
This physical manifestation of worry or preoccupation is a concept I’ve ruminated on for some time. The Daily Journeys We Wear is an overarching concept for my present art practice. The notion being our lived experience can be manifested in wearable sculpture, portraits that enclose, cage, guard or amplify us.
I am developing a new series:
Worn: A Battleground. Exploring what we carry with us. Accumulated weight. An armour of sorts.
Worn Weft Weary. A trio.
Vestiges of an emotional battleground, artefacts.
I like the sense of a trio emerging here. They’ll be several stances forming a group I think. The W words are textural and a ripe starting place as specific words often are for me.
“A nugget of pure truth to wrap between the pages of your notebook and keep on the mantelpiece forever.”
A Room of One’s Own, Virginia Woolf (p.4, Vintage Classics)
I loved this phrase from the moment I read it. That preciousness and the idea of a gift of words. A weightiness too though that can be burden like the previous collar. It is writing I want to write and the pressure I feel to find such writing when deadlines loom.
…I started by researching synonyms for reluctant. It was interesting to see the specific differences implied by adverse or loathe over reluctance – they give a specific motivation that I don’t have for the unwelcome task in hand. Irresolute brings the right flavour of vague unwillingness.
Emotion of the day number 22, with thanks to Be Manzini
…That afternoon coffee rewarding a systematic and productive morning. The first thing I wanted to do when I got to my desk was write freehand and after that I moved through computer based tasks fairly fluidly. Application research, inviting speakers for a panel discussion, organising deadlines. Of course it isn’t always like this but it has felt like a good use of time whilst staying warm and dry indoors.
Emotion of the day number 21, with thanks to Be Manzini
…This is the only way to describe the impact of reading N.K. Jemisin’sThe Broken Earth trilogy. Everything else is filling time until I can find my way back to the last book, The Stone Sky, again. I’m planning a Reading section on this site and will talk more about this trilogy then.
Emotion of the day number 20, with thanks to Be Manzini
…What is quite nice about this writing exercise is discovering so many words I’ve been using wrongly. I thought being ponderous was a good thing. Thoughtful, considered, weighty. According to the following I’m roughly 200 years out of date. Also a photo based round up of days I didn’t post might be in order. Partly explains why instagram is so popular, much easier that way but is in opposition to my resolution to manage my own content as much as possible, certainly as the primary source,
The Serious History of Ponderous:
“Ponderous is ultimately from the Latin word for “weight,” namely, “pondus” (which also gave us “ponder” and “preponderance” and is related to “pound”). We adopted “ponderous” with the literal sense “heavy” from Anglo-French ponderus in the 15th century, and early on we appended a figurative sense of “weighty,” that is, “serious” or “important.” But we stopped using the “serious” sense of “ponderous” around 200 years ago – perhaps because in the meantime we’d imposed on it a different figurative sense of “dull and lifeless,” which we still use today.”