I am working on a two-part piece for the opening of Fontanelle this weekend. Check out the invite below (I’m pretty proud of it, I’ve been putting together all the publicity, using some great design by Sam Songailo).
This is a photo of my notebook, specifically the page relating to the work I’m making. The work is called “es geht”. I’m learning German at the moment and this translates to “it goes” or “it is”.
I’ve been thinking about lightness and weight - physically but also emotionally. I think you can invest in something but it can still remain light. But where does the weight go? I want things that contain a lot, are dense, but remain light. Are heavy things more true or legitimate? Do we carry pain or are we in it - and how do these semantic problems affect our physical experience of emotion? So, I don’t know it’s a bit of a murky thing, I have a bunch of weird half-feelings, compulsions and convictions. I will post a picture of the work after the opening.
Earlier this year I read Freedom by Jonathan Franzen. He has mostly refused to talk about the name of the book and it’s significance, except to say this, “it’s possible that you are freer if you accept what you are and just get on with being the person you are, than if you maintain this kind of uncommitted I’m free-to-be-this, free-to-be-that, faux freedom.”