“When you start on a long journey, trees are trees, water is water, and mountains are mountains. After you have gone some distance, tress are no longer trees, water no longer water, mountains no longer mountains. But after you have travelled a great distance, trees are once again trees, water is once again water, mountains are once again mountains.”
I’v developed my relationship with my art, more specific—artmaking, to a more healthy and more mature one. Artmaking is my my child, my mom, a partner, a friend, my reflection in the mirror and myself. Thinking about this, I suddenly feel like I’m standing on the beach facing with turbulent waves: a vast beauty(?). Previously, I thought the only moment I can be satisfied and rewarded from artmaking is the moment that the piece is finished and shown. Both people around me and myself thought that I was suffering from the process and contributing all I had to have the final outcome, but now I’ve started to see this differently. Since how the art school system works, we automatically intend to consider each pieces we made as an independent one which has a beginning and an ending.
We have met the enemy and he is us.
“ What separates artists from ex-artist is that those who challenge their fears, continue; those who don’t, quit…Control, apparently is not the answer. People who need certainty in their lives are less likely to make art that is risky, subversive, complicated, iffy, suggestive or spontaneous.”