With the constructions I made that journey in my mind as a type of physical visit to a place where the work was sited; a field, or as in the second of the complete pieces, the Cornish coastline. I look at that latter work and am not certain now what it contains, what the sculpture means, but the lurking at the heart of it is real enough. Is this lurking an air of finality that goes on and on without a defined end? Memories of something past that remain lingering forever in a new place, a place of eternal longing?
I was moving along at a steady pace, working on the constructions, then the drawings took on a meaning for me, yet on the horizon were changes I could not see yet may have been lingering in the back of my mind as something I felt was there, waiting and as it waited, silently growing in strength, it became ever closer till it eventually made its way into my life. The result was a prolific week or two of drawing in ink, but this time there was something new added; an anxiousness, a fear and excitement that put me more and more into a place I had not been before. These drawings contained that place and as I have sat thinking about my time on the residency, I have thought more and more about how it truly is a journey in my own home, but not the home as the physical building I live in, but the home that is my mind, the place I truly reside in. With the constructions I made that journey in my mind as a type of physical visit to a place where the work was sited; a field, or as in the second of the complete pieces, the Cornish coastline. I look at that latter work and am not certain now what it contains, what the sculpture means, but the lurking at the heart of it is real enough. Is this lurking an air of finality that goes on and on without a defined end? Memories of something past that remain lingering forever in a new place, a place of eternal longing? The drawings that made their way out of a place I don't understand were nothing like any I have done before, they came from that deep place where life is playing out in the events of my life and the deepening understanding of my self. I started this residency thinking about painting and now have arrived back at it, making that journey through the drawings that I have translated into my latest painting. I'm not certain about this painting either, but it is where I've come too at this present moment in time. I don't know either what subtle changes will take place from here on, but I do know that certainty that I'm somewhere, or at the least in between here and there, wherever there is. There is obviously a chapter in this residency that is to conclude the journey.
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AuthorAnthony Boswell is an artist who was born and lives in the Midlands. Archives
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