Sunday, October 7, 2007

wax and lead, straw and pitch

"The transformation of waste"

When we walk in the dark land, where nails and blood and he hard screams of others scrape along our minds, we are in the Nigredo.
Alchemists said you needed pig iron and scrap in order to make gold.
Pig iron and scrap was what they called the Nigredo.
Jung said we needed to wade through the wastelands of our dreams in order to step up into the transformation.

The transformation of self.

As Patti Smith says- "the transformation of waste".

Anselm Kiefer paints in wax and lead, straw and pitch. His pieces are enormous- they span museum walls.

His lead books are gigantic. Some you may don white gloves and look into- but the pages quickly turn them black.
What is in these books?
The words of our death or of our transforming?

Monday, October 1, 2007

peering in with my giant eye

If there ever was a portal to New Crobuzon, John Taylor's vessels will take you through.
Each ship carefully made of pieces of scrap metal, wires, weathered bits of wood.
These are the artworks I'd fill my place with, if I could.

If for nothing else than to lie on the floor with, peering into the
windows with my big eye, imagining the voyage.
Reclusive, or perhaps simply quiet and without interest of public scrutiny,
John Taylor's works are sold out of Garde Rail Gallery.

New Crobuzon and the pirate vessels in The Scar, are in books written by China Mieville.