Une vidéo de la fusion et mélange des roches des murs de la rue de l'Oranger à Arles-sur-Tech avec un sommet d'une montagne à proximité. Lorsqu'on marche en ville, les rues sont si étroites qu'on ne regard pas facilement les montagnes, jusqu'à on arrive à un espace ouvert, comme de la grande, les rues plus récentes sur les bords de la ville. Alors, les montagnes sont partout, mais les pierres sont disparus.
Showing posts with label Mountains. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mountains. Show all posts
Monday, August 29, 2011
Video: Mountains and Rocks
A video merging and melding the rocks in the walls of the rue de l'Organier in Arles-sur-Tech with a nearby mountain top. When walking around the city, the streets are so narrow that one does not easily look up to the mountains, until reaching an open area, such as one of the wider, newer streets on the edges of town. Then, the mountains are everywhere, but the stones are gone.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Rock Walls and Mountains
version français
versió en català
This is backwards glance at the images that I created earlier this week. I wanted to find the relationship of stone to mountain, and I had the impression that just working them into a single composition would force the similarities to emerge.
Using the working methods from 1990s, this almost happens. The relationships are there, forced by my own sense of design and compositional skill. I take some pleasure in this, in knowing that with enough layering of images, enough going back and forth, I can make (visual) relationships work.
Nonetheless, these are the images that sent me back to the (digital) drawing board. I want to feel the forms, as an artist who draws, who feels contours, edges, volume, weight. This is. after all, to be a period of exploration, not just production.
Out of sequence blog posting. Another idea to explore.
versió en català
This is backwards glance at the images that I created earlier this week. I wanted to find the relationship of stone to mountain, and I had the impression that just working them into a single composition would force the similarities to emerge.Using the working methods from 1990s, this almost happens. The relationships are there, forced by my own sense of design and compositional skill. I take some pleasure in this, in knowing that with enough layering of images, enough going back and forth, I can make (visual) relationships work.
Nonetheless, these are the images that sent me back to the (digital) drawing board. I want to feel the forms, as an artist who draws, who feels contours, edges, volume, weight. This is. after all, to be a period of exploration, not just production.
Out of sequence blog posting. Another idea to explore.
Saturday, June 4, 2011
English: First Drawings
version français
versió en català
For this first week of wandering the territory of Arles-sur-Tech, in the Pyrénées, I am drawing the mountains. A simple step to understand the landscape before I plunge into the esprit, the ethereal bits of culture and history that will somehow become evident to an outsider.
These are the mountains of borders. The mountains that Jews had to cross to be saved from the Nazis, and the mountains that Spanish revolutionaries has to cross in the other direction to be saved from their own terror. The only other route - the sea - is not far - an hour by bus to Perpignan, known as the site of despair, where Walter Benjamin gave up his quest to cross.
For now, the mountains are just the mountains, while I digest the rest.
technical info: drawing in new Painter 12 using Wacom bamboo tablet, combined with digital photographs.. Final combining in Adobe Photoshop, but glad to have Painter as an alternative.
I went to town to buy paper yesterday, and then decided to stay all electronic for now!
versió en català
For this first week of wandering the territory of Arles-sur-Tech, in the Pyrénées, I am drawing the mountains. A simple step to understand the landscape before I plunge into the esprit, the ethereal bits of culture and history that will somehow become evident to an outsider.These are the mountains of borders. The mountains that Jews had to cross to be saved from the Nazis, and the mountains that Spanish revolutionaries has to cross in the other direction to be saved from their own terror. The only other route - the sea - is not far - an hour by bus to Perpignan, known as the site of despair, where Walter Benjamin gave up his quest to cross.
For now, the mountains are just the mountains, while I digest the rest.technical info: drawing in new Painter 12 using Wacom bamboo tablet, combined with digital photographs.. Final combining in Adobe Photoshop, but glad to have Painter as an alternative.
I went to town to buy paper yesterday, and then decided to stay all electronic for now!
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