(Silence)
it has the potential to simultaneously feed and stifle my own creativity. Stifle it, because looking at the work of incredibly talented, radical and groundbreaking artists- whatever their field- can be very humbling, awe inspiring but also paralysing; It may also somehow feed it, not least because it has impacted how I think of creativity
The poetic of printing
This is something that I have been trying to take into my own creative practice. Thankfully, this has not meant that I have restarted writing poetry- some things are best left behind! But I am trying to make more conscious decisions over not just the content of my work, but the form as well.
And everything else is literature…
And my own practice feeds on all of these art forms in different ways. The more narrative mediums, like novels or films, feed the stories of my imagination, and certain song lyrics do too. The imaginary landscapes and stories in my mind were all kindled in the universes of others and the stories they tell.
But there is something else…
Obsessions- on Art and Music
With both, I am an explorer, going to museums and concerts as often as I can, immersing myself in the worlds of the artists and of all the fans who inhabit them.
With both, I am an addict, constantly chasing that high, the punctum in an image that hooks me, a note, a voice, a lyric in a song that breaks me.