Chloe Mandy In Residence – Part 3
Last days in the project space race past, finally the hard graft is paying off. The paintings have evolved, and its exciting, the space allowed me to develop in direction that is just not possible within the cramped confines of ordinary every day space, some how, working in “ a project space “ allows you , me, anyone, to step out side of the inevitable and sometimes arbitrary parameters that we all set for our selves. I stretched a large pieces of canvas, across the whole eight meters, the entire wall, then became my canvas, the fact that it was upstretched, and only mildly primed evaporated the sense of expectation, and pressure, I for once could truly allow the work to be awkward, ungainly, not sure of its destination. The other walls, also filled with images, the east wall became the drawing wall, and because of the expanse, it actually did work as a drawing wall, using references photos, memories, and live models, the paintings started to emerge, as soon as details became necessary, I moved my attention to the drawing wall, where I worked out, how exactly that arm went, or where that particular figure should be. Interestingly, the motives or subjects that kept reappearing were the objects that best synthesised my idea of the imagined being within the realms of absolute fact, the rocking horse, the owl, shells, willows, horses. The role of the figures became more interesting.The figures all stand, like sculptures in niches, they stand in front the landscape or off to the side, holding you out , or occasionally permitting you as the viewer or spectating participant, to slide past, in to the landscape.