How does this happen?

J was getting ready for a show tomorrow and getting her stuff ready to hang. These are the large prints of her mold variations. Nice work in my opinion.

So these large prints are placed between larger pieces of Plexiglas. The plexi was new and as you may or may not know, needed to have its backing paper peeled off. These coated paper backings warp and contort from being peeled off.


Somehow, despite the fine and interesting art work across the room, the paper became the object(s), of interest. The pile of paper became the new project without the current one being done. I could go on about the tension and feel of potential energy these objects have ( how they seem to embody the act of peeling) but I intend to talk around the art, talk about the process.
I am not so very surprised about the distraction of the trash from the shiny new works that were the goal of the evening. It seems more and more that it is this kind of stuff that is, not only more interesting and more intriguing, but has more powerful and innate commentary than anything I could craft intentionally. This, for me, is not just about found art but rather about the looking. There is more than just the aesthetic of taking something out of context and putting it in a frame or on a pedestal. I argue that these ...things have a objective strength. A gravity that is sublime and echoes the world and its workings. There is a wonderful duality of them containing both the fiction and the nonfiction of a story if not some facet of all stories. Perhaps unfortunately this echo renders anything I could paint or draw superfluous and close to pointless.
Does this say more about me than it does the art in question? Probably. but I am okay with that. I don't think that this is a new road for society and its many times,people and places. I do think that once you start down a certain path or way of thinking that this conclusion is unavoidable. Perhaps conclusion is too final a word and stop over is better suited companion to the "path" metaphor. So I have every expectation that some aspect of how I see, feel and express whatever this state of existence we share is will inch closer to this idea.
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