Nexus [nex·us] n.pl. A means of connection; a link or tie: The nexus between the mob and gambling. 2. A connected series or group. 3. The core or center.
The brain is the nexus of our body and thus ourselves.
Yesterday I spoke with visiting lecturer: Mireille Fauchon who I had previously met in my second year. I Remember it being an important experience during my second year as I had found a Lecturer who shared similar fascinations that I held in terms of storytelling through image making, a fascination of hiding the truth or choosing to restrict what we tell our reader/viewer about our work; whether that be through challenging the way in which we create our images by making them abstract, or by using symbology or clues that asks the viewer to engage with the imagery in a much more active way then merely viewing it and saying ‘that’s nice’.
In regards to this project she was excited about what I seemed to be interested in, in terms of the images I have surrounded my self with. Such as:
But she worried where my work might be going, she suggested I may be beginning to slip into a state of creating work that was far too personal. This is something that I am all to aware of and has been probably my biggest obstacle to escape during my artistic education. However during the conversation I commented on how I feel I have managed to address this issue and subsequently create work with a more universal appeal far beyond the limits of self-indulgence, we discussed my previous project (which she had not seen) and was very positive about the results and we discussed how I needed to create a similar response into my current project of the body.
-I have felt in recent weeks that I have needed to expand further towards the final ‘products’ of my project but have seemingly been stuck on creating images. This not a total disaster as more work is being created, but I really need to start pin pointing it into a final direction. -
For now i shall progress with my heart book.
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