three moves
December 28th, 2009
Echoes
July 22nd, 2009
Process
Looking at something so hard that it explodes
Re/membering, seeing the spaces between,
Hearing echoes of Piranesi, painting, and then finding the remembered prison.
Chalk dust imprisons the fragments,
Nothing but echoes remain.
It is a way of exploring space as a dimension of time. Accepting that place is a dimension of time while questioning what a dimension really is? What are the patterns of connections?
One day connects to another by darkness, by unremembered dreams,
by very fine lines, twisted and knotted, by movement—by turning.
The end of a line reaches out to touch another
but it never does.
The brush that I feel against my skin is made by the space between.
Sometimes it is an other’s breath, sometime it is the pain of a stabbing knife.
An almost remembered thought—of falling, of passages, doorways, entrances, exits.
The sound of the wind in the trees—echoes of katydids, sound of inner wings—
spaces filled with patterns of energy.
mo(ve)ment : patricia boinest potter
April 3rd, 2009
All seems to be found in the search for vanishingly small mutating patterns…
My immediate environment is an “expanding” field documenting the ”mo(ve)ment”: the moment of movement from idea to form.
ordinary materials/matter
February 5th, 2009
three-dimensional mapping
February 5th, 2009
a map that is both a probe and collector
going underground
February 5th, 2009
photographs made with an olympus CF typeP10S
medical camera made to photograph the inside of the body
cirque/transient planes 1993-2008
February 2nd, 2009
reclaiming the site:
In 1993 a steel sculpture, a tool for three dimensional mapping, was built in the cirque ,the steep hollow next to the studio. It was intended to be a probe and a collector that would interact with the environment.
an artist’s book, THE CIRQUE, an interactive map, was written as an initiation.
cirque/transient planes
February 2nd, 2009
“Time has no meaning, space and place have no meaning on this journey. All times can be inhabited, all places visited… The journey is not linear, it is always back and forth, denying the calendar, the wrinkles and lines of the body. The self is not contained in any moment or place, bur it is only in the intersection of moment and place that the self might, for a moment, be seen vanishing through a door which disappears at once.” Jeanette Winterson
Mapping the Sky
I find myself looking back into notebooks written 20 years ago that are still relevant to me today.
“All things are created by taking that which has no speed—thought—and expanding it into that which does—light—and then slowing the light down until you create this and that and all that is around you.”
Ramtha
Mapping the Earth
