November 7th, 2006

is it art?

but, it IS art.

it's not often i invite people into my studio...hell, even chuck isn't allowed when i'm in the thick of gluing!! ;D

but, yesterday was the exception.

you see...kimberly/soulhaus was in town. and she's always hinted (or should i say demanded?!!) that she'd like to make sooooomething out of something in my space. soooooo, last night she did. (shown below)

'kimby' (the dancin' girl), found object sculpture, 2006

as i was busy doing geeky internet things (making Lj posts and the like), she busied herself in my junk piles and overtook my workbench. she carefully inspected my found artifacts, (some dating back as far as my dublin dumpster diving days!) looking for inspiration...picking many things up, if only for a moment. she took pleasure in the tactile, awaiting for just the 'right' material to 'speak' to her. i felt a voyeur at times, awkward when silence filled the room while she toiled away as i scrambled to capture cam shots on my ibook.

kimberly, you see, doesn't think of herself as an artist.
but....she is.

she's a free thinker, a free spirit...a light.

and she told me, she doesn't think of herself as an artist, well, because....'maybe that just isn't the right word.'

and you know what?
she's right.
baby pony

visually speaking..

chuck and myself, wandering the halls of the brewery sat. night

this shot (taken by kimberly) is both eerily haunting and utterly comforting to me. it's a perfect portrait of many ways. the slight blur reminds me what a fleeting moment it was, capturing a split second of movement in time, but revealing so much. i love the candidness. the fact that we're shot from behind and unaware of our body language makes this so real to me, so unposed. it's exactly how i feel when i'm around chuck...almost always a half step behind, gathering information that he feeds me, but also lagging to satisfy my own curiosity...feeling protected by him, but still strong enough to follow my own beat.

this picture also reminds me that we like a lot of the same things. little things, like textures in a wall, cracks in a ceiling, light as it bounces..the details that make life interesting.