A late blog of that day.
It was a nice day, there is no one in the silent study room and I red several paragraphs and fell asleep heavenly.
Here are some phrases that I loved from an article written by Charles Saatchi.
"There's no neat link, no school, just a very direct almost infantile energy that gives the work here its full-on, check-this-out force."
This is a descent version to describe the main feature of british contemporary art--- the force of instinct, avant-garde and strong rebel...
"Sometimes the work is groundbreaking, sometimes it's provocative, but it need to be neither. If art can make you step into the world of the person who's made it and convince you of the clarity of the artist's imagination. It's doing plenty."
That's so easy to make art. And this easiness is sometimes difficult to practice in reality. But at least he told us art shouldn't be a result of deathly complicated plot. When you have something to say, it becomes art. And I think sometimes children do better than us on this point. A shame. This standard of a good art work seems so simple, but it is useful. Now I think I have an almighty reason to say why some works seem really awkward to me,they don't make sense, so.
And then, I got up and finished the book and went home.
Thursday, 30 December 2010
Thursday, 2 December 2010
02.12.10=Snowy Art Expedition
As David said, today will become Memorable.
...I'm sure in the following days I 'll dream about smoked salmon everynight...
the opening was great,black&white+vintage gangster film style BGM bass+ robe walking
Wilkinson's Stairs, sometimes I miss a lot minimalism and O'keefe
compared with the whole, I prefer play with the details
When a TV became watchable by both sides,that would be fun.People will ask to themselves:"Are we watching TV or the audience on the other side or ourselves?"
"Star Became Sphere"
personally I appreciate the way that artist do: put a pot of water in the middle of the gallery. In chinese tradition, that can accumulate the lucky of money.
"Ooh! those annoying drunker!!"
Calla, one of the few common interests between my mum and me.
...illusion...confusion...evasion...
failure.
Catch the rope, one should save himself!
presence of many different spaces attracts me
They are fffragiiile:
In conclusion, today is memorable.
Not only for my dearest smoked salmon anyway...
It's the first time that I thought:"It is my class..." since I came to Chelsea.
Seriously.
Wednesday, 17 November 2010
I were living in others' world
This world
Created by others
it's not belong to me
I suddenly
Split from them
stand in nowhere...
No imagination
The cause is simple
just haven't find my own world yet.
Created by others
it's not belong to me
I suddenly
Split from them
stand in nowhere...
No imagination
The cause is simple
just haven't find my own world yet.
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Creepy Sleeping Beauty
I
astonished
fear grows up
bumping heart
trembling hands
spinning eyeballs
folie deep inside of me
an inconceivable creepy sleepy
beauty
Monday, 1 November 2010
Crossroad II : continued with the last one
At early september, when I realized most of students haven't decided their direction yet, I was very proud that I have already a whole system of future plan…
But I didn't expected that When choices displayed in front of me, I've also hesitated and obsessed. So that ‘system’ has been proved that it is weaker than a sand castle.
Though now everything became clear, friday crit showed me the inevitability of the end of this mess of mind.
"Fine!",I'll choose "Art"…
Overall, experiences of trying something different from my (prospective) specialization were interesting, but for me, I just can't concentrate on them till the end because I knew they were not my cup of tea(although I prefer milk chocolate ;P)…Maybe this is a bad symptom, but that maybe is my instinct which helps me to use the exclusive method.
In fine art I've been setting free in a great extent. Do what I want to do, that makes me content. I think that's why so many people want to be an artist'''. Even in the future we should to face pressure and influence from different factors which force us to give up this kind of free… but at least we were free and have enjoyed a period of craziness and walked in zero-gravity. Then I'll never regret or blame myself or someone else.
Actually I'm not craving for the freedom cuz I think I have already plenty of them, now...
Ok, whatever 10 years later what I will turn to be, artist or curator/critic or café waitress or writer or singer or vagabond, in this year I'll simply disguise myself to an artist- -V
Saturday, 30 October 2010
Lie down, look up
Last night, I went to bed at around 1.00 am.
Since I came here, every night once I go to bed I can close my eyes and fall asleep instantly but I didn't know why, that night, I've opened my eyes coincidently after closed them one or two seconds.
And I discovered that I can see the sky directly through my window...
The sky was not completely dark...it seems behind a kind of lense which makes the retro atmosphere...clouds are moving fast, faster than I imagined...faster than in the day...they made me think about some kind of wild animals are migrating...quickly...anxiously...but they are so quiet...they are just keeping moving...they don't talk to each others...they are running from something or looking for something...
I hope they don't know someone is hiding behind the curtains,through the window, staring their secret movement in the midnight.
Tonight I've took more than 2 hours to waiting the sky getting darker until I can see these silent clouds. And tried lots of ways to document it, but failed, photos are too ambiguous, yes, I think this is because it is sacred.
I feel so blessing, this is the most important discovering since I discovered my little night light beside the bed creates an incredible atmosphere.
Since I came here, every night once I go to bed I can close my eyes and fall asleep instantly but I didn't know why, that night, I've opened my eyes coincidently after closed them one or two seconds.
And I discovered that I can see the sky directly through my window...
The sky was not completely dark...it seems behind a kind of lense which makes the retro atmosphere...clouds are moving fast, faster than I imagined...faster than in the day...they made me think about some kind of wild animals are migrating...quickly...anxiously...but they are so quiet...they are just keeping moving...they don't talk to each others...they are running from something or looking for something...
I hope they don't know someone is hiding behind the curtains,through the window, staring their secret movement in the midnight.
Tonight I've took more than 2 hours to waiting the sky getting darker until I can see these silent clouds. And tried lots of ways to document it, but failed, photos are too ambiguous, yes, I think this is because it is sacred.
I feel so blessing, this is the most important discovering since I discovered my little night light beside the bed creates an incredible atmosphere.
Ok, task is done, I'll go to bed again~
Wednesday, 27 October 2010
After area talks, I feel really depressed...because it even confuses me more...It's hard to explain why, there are loads of reasons, but they can't stand in the normal sens somehow...
Apparently, I should take fine art course. Before I come to Chelsea, even few days ago, I decided to become a curator&critic. And always tell my parents with confidence that I will help chinese contemporary art boost and give it a totally refreshing revolution...also to help my parents to expand our contemporary art center in my hometown since it has already a great foundation and social network...
Deciding come to chelsea and attend the foundation course which aims to develop mainly the drawing/designing skills, people around me all warned me to not lose my original target during this year-----
"In this year,you are just going to experience by yourself more about how artists produce their works and to have a solid practice foundation which lead you to the theoritical studies..."
"Don't turn your ambition to be an artist, haha"
My parents said this to me several times, and I always respond "Of course!!"instantly...
But,But,But,But,But,But NOW
If you ask me so, It really makes me painful to decide the answer..
What I realized recently is that When you are young, you have not too much responsibilities especially when family haven't load too much heavy hopes on you, you are really easy to be confused about the future.
The reason is that you have too many possibilities, too many chances, too many dreams (perhaps illusions)...
Should I only have one future?
Stupid question...obviously I can change at anytime...
But the thing is, while you are changing, things around you are changing too. So possibly you'll wasting loads of time and thinkings on the adaption...no,no its not the most worst result,that's---- also you'll getting tired after those all and turn your head back one day and say sadly:"If I were..."
I think I've overtalked about my thoughts of no matter...
I can't control myself...
I'm so tired to think of these boring things in the way like punish myself...Will continue later...
Saturday, 23 October 2010
Saturday, 16 October 2010
RIDICULOUS:No More Cric Crac
Only two days after the openning, Tate Modern forbiddened visitors to walk on the sunflower seeds of Ai Weiwei's installation work...
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After view.
Perhaps I was too aggressive when I wrote these words in the previous few paragraph.
Give me some time to rethink about it...
Then, today I also took some photos that I'm really pround of.
This is Photo is from Guardian Website |
Their reason is "health fears".
Without the interaction with these sunflower seeds, there is nothing touching in this work(except astonishing by its quantity..)
I suppose Ai Weiwei himself should be sad about it.
I almost cry.
And I decided.
From today, I'll go visit every exhibition at opening days for prevent regrets.
So now we can only watch the video and imagine the feeling of touching,cracking,walking(on),tumbling(on) these lovely sunflower seeds...How sad...
Did you understand the meaning of this installation?
Well, it's not important, cuz we will probably never had the chance to understand it...
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After view.
Perhaps I was too aggressive when I wrote these words in the previous few paragraph.
Give me some time to rethink about it...
Then, today I also took some photos that I'm really pround of.
Sunday, 10 October 2010
10.10=South Kensington Stray
Went to Ciné Lumière and watched "Les parapluies des Cherbourg".
It was the first time that I cried with my whole body since I came at London.
Exited the hall with two goldfish eyes.
Perhaps passengers in the road thought I was a girl just been dumped.
Well, it's not a good idea to go to cinema lonely.
But...I quite enjoy it. Seat in the middle of the hall and been absorbed in the large screen. And cry silently. Sing the theme song on the way home.
Quite odd but seems this process can heal me.
Then roam around in South Kensington.
Took loads of photos.
It was the first time that I cried with my whole body since I came at London.
Exited the hall with two goldfish eyes.
Perhaps passengers in the road thought I was a girl just been dumped.
Well, it's not a good idea to go to cinema lonely.
But...I quite enjoy it. Seat in the middle of the hall and been absorbed in the large screen. And cry silently. Sing the theme song on the way home.
Quite odd but seems this process can heal me.
Then roam around in South Kensington.
Took loads of photos.
FIN
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