Stirring in between spaces; whisperation, murmerette

ARTIST’S NOTEBOOK
Week 5

Night Visits

I’ve been on a quest
for the immediacy

The moment here.
The breath, the whisper
In the space between
The whisper of wind is unseen.
A visual artist makes visible
the invisible senses?
The hidden things
in between the spaces.
Negative space
Dark matter
Other world faces
Rain spatter.
Water floods and 
fire takes to the sky
an elemental maelstrom
A sparkle in your eye.


I have been thinking about The Whisper

Whispering is defined as speaking very softly using ones breath instead of ones vocal chords.

This makes sense of the phrase “the whisper of wind”

Which, in turn, explains my sense that a whisper can touch, tickle, and stir movement in your state of being the way that wind can touch the skin.

Tickle

Buffet

Push mightly in gusts

Blow out the cobwebs

Play with your hair

Chill you to the bone

I tense myself against autumnal winds

Go giddy in the summer breeze at dusk

In all these ways the breath can speak to the body

The wind can carry sounds

and meanings

but it’s touch and impact is below sight

experienced with all the senses

or not noticed at all

like the whisper

‘the underground’ momentum

of the invisible river

on which I sail my boat.

Square Re-dressed

Karen Wood (left) and Clarisse Halverson (right) at the final view PV 5 December 2019

“A simple structure
An encounter
A conversation”

@kbwoodnews

Shifting Lines

The energetic shock of yellow was out in full force last night. We welcomed at least 80 students, staff, and friends to a PV finale on Thursday evening. Karen Wood had made yellow striped bandannas marking out the quadruplet who would descend upon her red black and white tape installation to rip it up and down, removing it from the walls (video here). It was a very fun way to end the project with our visitors.

I’d like to think Karen’s invitation gave our visitors the chance to experience art work as a moving thing not a fixed point in time and space.


An ending
A beginning
Word seeds
scattered to the wind

thank you Karen @kbwoodnews
for the playful invite
To set the double yellows
free
to fly with us
/
me
Grinning
Gesticulating
Prancing new lines
across the floor
Circling @kz1y19 to talk about inside/outside
Wearing old lines
That lifted us up up
and dragged us down down down
Like birds on the thermals

The excitement in the air
breathed in
invigorates me too and still
it’s memory fresh
the vision new

Trace
Maija re-dressed in tape, modelling ‘wall art’
A five second action

Art hidden under lights

ARTIST’S DIARY

a word wander:

Susan Merrick’s
choice of materials
Bring you a playful step closer
to making the mystery of Imagination
your own every day.
In the space between,
the rejected feminine elements are
Laughing and whispering noisily across the gallery surfaces,
Making their presence known,
Pulling at the threads of things
Like mischievous ghosts.

I feel like I am 15 again
Susan is making everything fun.

I feel like I am 12
Playing ancient characters
from storybooks.

The process of reclaiming material from all ages, epochs and ocean beds will never look right under the glare.
Mud and guts of the world.
Utilitarian pins and nails and things.
Ashes in my mouth.
Tear it down before it’s done.
The art is hidden under the lights.
All the surprising combinations
blooming in the conditions set.
Defying ideas
Of what we thought we were doing.
A garden under lights.

Thursday

Mermaid tail with photograph scales
Susan Merrick, photo by Tina 5.12.19
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Zeitgeist Non Grata (source)

Sometimes I just let the words flow without knowing what I’m saying. I was reading my poems and I found this phrase: zeitgeist non grata. I had to google the two words but was rewarded with discovering the combo is related to dissent.

Lust and vigour
Retitlation
Soaking resting
Reclining partaking
Zeitgeist non-grata
Magna carta
Heart based realisations
Pulsing through the cut
Warmth reaches where 
Before was cold
And new life stirs
From its dream filled
Slumber

Untitled, 2016, Maija Liepins

Every era has prevailing trends and world views specific to that culture. We often internalise the voices and stories of our cultures and conform to them. The forbidden, taboo and undesirable gets suppressed Inside and identities emerge around our idea of our approved place in the world…


New work on show at Winchester Gallery until Friday 6th December.

Zeitgeist Non-Grata

Featuring conversational poetry
between Maija Liepins and Sarah Misselbrook

Still from the film which has been described as “a chocolate box of brutal imagery”

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“Am I talking to an exhibition?”

ARTIST’S NOTEBOOK
Week 4, Thursday

I’m thinking about how being present with the work adds to the art experience when people visit. I’m thinking about what reliance on ‘wall text’ removes from the dynamic in an art gallery. So far, we have no wall text describing the work. This exhibition is one in which people sit on the floor and chat, quite naturally and without being asked. It’s not one where they circle the gallery and read the walls. Every day is different.

Using the space, the art, in process, connecting with collaborators not physically here.

One of the first things I find myself saying when people walk into the laboratory is “feel free to ask us questions!”

And if they look a bit uncertain about what they are looking at, I explain how dialogue is part of this process and we are interested in their impressions and responses too.

Yes, their impressions are more important to me than whether they ‘understand my work’. What I think I’m trying to say can change day by day, such is an artists life – this artist’s life? – I want to know what they see and think and there starts the conversation, there emerges the excitement of a meeting of minds (worlds).

Two students, came together, Sun and Hailee. I told them about Rapunzle when they asked, and the time she shaved her hair off.

“This exhibition makes me feel like I’m in a fairytale.” – Hailee

Sun noticed that I’d left a needle hanging from the bottom of the basket and how it seemed to create a connection with the lilypad underneath.

Kimvi interprets my work through re-arranging it (Tuesday)

He told me about the Chinese legend of the Monkey King, whose mother put him in the middle of a Lotus and floated him down a river and he was adopted by The Goddess of Mercy.

(I think Sun is looking the name up on his phone in the above photograph as he later showed me the Chinese – English translations.)

Right after this picture was taken, our second visitor arrived. Hello, hello!
“Am I talking to an exhibition?” he said

Today’s thoughts
on why dialogic process is important to me.

A peek at my WhatsApp chat.

Digesting‘, Thursday, Whats App Words with Sarah Misselbrook

When the artwork is invisible, happening in the dialogue in ‘the space between’ how do you share it?

By writing about it and talking about it I suppose.
But most importantly by demonstrating it.
No, by being it.

The lived experience of art in action…

Maybe it remains a private thing, until the seeds of a dialogue spout and take root in our lives. There is the creativity I am most interested in.

Conversational Poetry; a spontaneous collaboration experiment

A couple of weeks ago I asked Sarah Misselbrook if she has a photo of herself with her shaved head that I could use.
From this, came the following idea:

For almost a week we have been exchanging messages at approximately 8.00 every morning – just a couple – echoing, diffracting, multiplying, inspiring.

Click here to read the full text!


Zeitgeist Non-Grata

New work on show at Winchester Gallery
Featuring conversational poetry
between Maija Liepins and Sarah Misselbrook

Best times to see: Tues 3rd and Weds 4th of December 2019 between 10am – 4.30pm

[17:01, 11/20/2019] maija:

Rapunzle: I shaved my head to communicate that I didn’t need saving

Sarah: I shaved my head as an act of rebellion. To shed or rid myself of a traditionally ‘feminine’ attribute in order to avoid the prescription of beautification and adornment.

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One for you and one for me

Responding to Susan Merrick’s clothing swap

Dear Susan,

I am lying on your lilo inside the gallery, inside your clothing exchange to write you this note. It’s nice to be lying down for a rest after installing all morning, my film is now on the wall and you’re in it!

I have left you a silky summer yellow top with a snakeskin pattern. I bought two because I wasn’t sure which would fit me and sure enough neither was a great fit for my small breasted self.

I had the smaller one adjusted to fit me it was for Yellow a reference to the yellow haired Medusa, I just had to have it, I’ve never seen snakeskin in yellow before!

Clothing is often like this whenever I dress up in my 30s. Not part of my identity, but rather personas I can put on or take off depending on what expressions are calling to me to be spoken.

I recently explored the cultural (outside) and internalised (inner) ideas and images associated with the mother archetype my ideas of mothering, I was surprised to dream her as an erotic blond, I called her the Red Mother she was challenging me to revise what I would allow and be of myself.

However yellow is the colour of vitality and life force energy for me and the wig washes me out (I am not a natural blond)

So I leave it up to the laboratory what it will become. Either:

  • Part of a clothing swop trade
  • Or a conversation starter, becoming part of future works.
This is the singlet I swapped for the yellow one I was trading.

Surprise! Come on a journey of play and discovery at Winchester Gallery until Nov 6th December

One of the beauties of this project is the element of surprise. Kimvi and Clarisse (previously referred to as YoYo the Observer) were in the gallery after hours last night.

I later got a call from Kimvi to inform me that I might not like what she had done with my work. Nerves and excitement on both sides!

The gallery is always changing at The Laboratory of Dissent.

When you pop-in you get the chance to see the work evolving, influencing one another, thinking process laid bare.

Photo: Kimvi Nguten, ft. Maija Liepins’ ‘Thinking Threads’
Photo: Kimvi Nguyen, ft. Maija Liepins’ ‘Thought‘ digital print on 300gsm paper

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