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Below the Line Project: Arrows Fields Grids and Forces

A pattern and texture is the outcome of an encounter between a force and a resistance (Ann Isik (me) 2014)

I’ve been a little quiet on the blog recently. I’ve been preoccupied with dreadful draining domestic drudgery. My creative cauldron has been crooning constantly in the background, however, awaiting my stirring spoon.

Arrows. (I’m struggling to set alliteration aside, as you see) – Arrows became a form in my Below the Line project, representing force. Especially what I’m going to call the ‘forceless force’, meaning the force that is the source of the forces of nature. The idea for the name came when I was looking at an exhibition catalogue authored by Australian art historian Michael Brand. The exhibition was called The Vision of Kings – Art and Experience in India. I wrote in a recent blog about how I came across this catalogue and how by sheer synchronicity I got to see many of the real art works illustrating the catalogue on a trip to Boston and Harvard. Continue reading

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From St Michele (Capri) to St Michael (Paris)

It’s exquisite isn’t it, the image. It’s part of an illustration, the original of which is an Indian (Asian) painting. It’s in a book I found in a ‘brocante’ near the house we used to own in northern France. We visited frequently, to browse the secondhand and antiquarian furniture and goods. The book is full of such delightful illustrations. This one pulls out to three times the width of the book, which is a French language version of a collection of short stories by Rudyard Kipling: ‘Monsieur l’Elephant’. It’s a ‘posh’ limited edition, marketed originally for children.

I wouldn’t have found this book had I not been at the time on a specific quest for books. I wasn’t looking for content however, just books with interesting covers. The idea was to recycle unwanted books into handbags by scooping out the insides (i.e. the texts), adding ‘sides’ of fabric and handles. Like many of my ‘good ideas’, it was doomed to failure of course.

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