We're invited to stay afterwards, and I take the time to
wonder the gallery and take pictures (which you see on
these pages) and write my impressions. Please don't take
these photos as true depictions - they
really do no justice to the pieces themselves.
Especially the collages. In person, you're struck first
by the swirls, shapes and colors. And then you start to
notice details - maybe it's writing or a sketch, or
a scrap of a page. You find yourself stepping closer and
closer to the piece as you unravel the layers,
mesmerized. And then you realize that you can step no
closer, and you're pursuit has come to its end.
In the back, there is a collection of vintage neon
signs, lit up and dazzling. For some reason, I feel like
I'm 12 years old. I look at John, and he's wearing the
same grin as me. There is other memorabilia as well, but
I find myself mostly gazing at the lights.
Here are some of my impressions:
Son of Gloin , 2000
The look in the yes is what keeps you, drawing you
in. The flare from the top seem to add an angry flavor,
like a dash of Tobasco. It results in me asking,
"what is the dwarf so peeved about?"
Como se dice este en ingles? (Babelfish tells me the
answer is "burial') Trees being uprooted,
discarded. A dreading of change. A shifting in time.
Karen Blixen's Birds
I am drawn to this piece, and find myself studying it
again and again. Does the interest to read what is on
the list create a desire to explore further?
This is one of my favorite pieces from the preview, and
it's even better in real life. The blues of the piece
allows it to dominate visually - I can easily pick it
out in the gallery.
I like the Tengwar of course - I was fascinated with it
in high school and learned to write it. "Et
Eärello Endorenna utúlien Sinome marwan ar Hildinyar
A celtic ban, Arthurian legends of knights and dragons -
a hurried scribbling of a daydream.
Chetwood Forest #3
Nosferatu on an evening stroll in the woods.
I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
Nudity and Some Weeping
"Buy it now before it changes again!" This
piece has dramatically changed from the book. It now
contains a fragment of the book's introduction.
"The Omen." It's simple, but there's a
foreboding sense to it.
Aptly named. An invasion of sorts - aritificial
tentacles across a natural setting.
This is not what I thought it was, now that I can see
the details. But the original "a boy daydreams of a
hero in the distance" impressions remains.
Te Anau #2
An awesome photo! 'Nuff said.
That's it. I hoped you enjoyed this. Thanks to Viggo
for sharing his amazing talent, to Pilar and Track 16 Gallery for
their warm hospitality, and to all for an amazing experience.
And thanks to John for waiting for me to relax.
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