So what's going on this week?
Well I be damned ... it's still black and white guys!
Last week I gave a little insight into The Paper Forest and this week I am going to reveal more about The Ink Mountains ... of course I am not going to give away all the secrets of these places, as it is up to you to discover and make of it what you will.
After the exhaustion of last week where I couldn't even decide if I was going to have green or jasmin tea - I have come out of the ink pot ready to splatter lines, dots and marks on lovely white paper once again, all in the name of art - Love it ...
I went back into the exhibition on Wednesday this week and started to immerse myself in the exploration of The Ink Mountains. It's an unusual feeling when you put only the beginning of a work of art on show at the private view, knowing it's only the beginning of a piece and in time it will evolve with time spent working live on it in the exhibition ... a little risky you may think ... but risk is all part of the adventure... And so I began ...
The Ink Mountains were born ... before the ink ... in their purest form...
glass - water
fragility - flow
paper - ink
landscape - voyage
shadows - reflections
self - truth
The
Ink Mountains
Just
one drop falling
falling
falling
Frozen
in time on the top of the mountain
One
drop
One
drop of time to take the path
One
drop of a moment to make it last
Cast
in glass
A
fragile course
To
find the way deep into the source.
Search
for the answer and follow the clue
Just
one drop falling will follow you.
Search
for the answer it wont look for you
Follow
the inked path in black inky blue.
Just
one drop
Falling
Calling
the clues
Into
the Ink Mountains,
The
figures defuse
Just
one drop
recalling
the words
Of
eagling birds
falling
and soaring
above
in the sky
Over
the Ink Mountains
Frozen
in time
Into
the depths and far beyond
A
place you never told me I could go on,
This
path wove a treadmill beneath my feet,
And
the words of the forest began to speak.
'Dance
with us, we'll show you the way'.
Over
the mountains and far away...
Hazel Evans 2012
The Ink Mountains - track no.7
from the CD soundtrack Adventures Into The Monochronium
What does it really mean to me?
First of all I love The Ink Mountains, they are so photogenic, magical, serene and dreamy. The are so naturally black and white it's amazing. No photoshop needed! I love the way this piece has evolved organically through the time of devising my exhibition.
Originally I wanted to do a performance piece with jars of water and ink and didn't really know more than that; creating performative illustration as the ink suspends in the water in slowly moving illustrations as it falls to the bottom of the glass. I then came accross these jars and a glass pig from about 5 different stands on one day a t a car boot sale. When I got home I placed them all in a line on the mantlepiece and thus the mountains were born. The glass pig is a new character in the scenario whose voyage I am illustrating and writing, and this will be defined as the piece still continues to grow. By the end of the exhibition, I am hoping to have the story complete.
The Ink Mountains for me are another representation of my journey. A journey of discovery through fragility and strength, coming out of the valleys to conquer the peaks and learning to face the weather. I used to live in the Alps in France - I think somewhere in this piece is an acknowledgement of my journey to find a way out of being lost in the mountains as well as an understanding of where I have come from and who I am today. Following my truth, dancing into my shadow and following the path that feels right.
The more I work into this piece the more the story reveals itself to me ... The story is not over yet ...
Adventures Into The Monochronium
26th May - 28th July 2012
The Gallery Lighthouse Poole
Exhibition soundtrack available
Poems and songs performed by Hazel Evans with
music by Momo:tempo
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