What do drawings mean to me? I really don’t know. The activity absorbs me. I forget everything else in a way that I don’t think happens with any other activity…
I’ve always thought a lot about seeing. Seeing can become an obsession and reproducing it as image can become a compulsion, Creating art as artifact. To quote one of the dictionary’s definitions,
“Something made or given shape by man, such as a tool or work of art, especially of archaeological interest.”
Drawings like today’s post are a kind of personal archaeology. When you go through them you are able to see recordings of a journey through days.
“To see the human condition in the old woman, in the child, in
the model on the stand, in that particular human being, and to let the hand trace it, this act of adoration is called, ‘drawing
“Images were first made to conjure the appearances of something that was absent. Gradually it became evident that an image could outlast what it represented…Later still the specific vision of the image-maker was also recognized as part of the record…
No other kind of relic or text from the past can offer such a direct testimony about the world which surrounded other people at other times.”
John Berger from Ways of Seeing
Those two quotes are an inspiration for what I am trying to do and what I think the purpose of my art is.