Thanks Ann. Enough courage to retell the story years later but nerve
to destroy the stuff of dreams then just to to gain attention. Also
newfound awareness to recognize that even the most planned events
take on another life when enacted and impulse takes over.
Hasn't photography created the idea of image for which the live
happening is no longer necessary? Record takes precedence over
occurrence, and participants become players in sets, "dramatis
personae."
I recall one artist generating her entire work from bread and then
other mold hosts.
On Apr 22, 2006, at 12:49 PM, Ann Klefstad wrote:
Great story, Kathy! I love the sense of the drama of that age, you
know
you're sort of discovering the scale at which you want to live, and
at that
age the desired scale is pretty big, and one's abilities are really
not up
to it. You discover how much courage you have-- a lot, I think,
in your
case!
I have smashed work, stuffed it in dumpsters, abandoned it (once
discovered
that the closet it was stuffed in on my departure from san
francisco had
leaked for a few years (I was gone a long time) because the
building had
been abandoned. The work was largely ruined but a few drawings had
grown
beautiful molds. So I took them back.
Do medical students frame the cadavers on which they practice? I
think it's
good to dispose of things when they're no longer alive.
