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The Muse's Storage Box

The Muse's Storage Box
Copyright Diane Lou.

Alchemical Dreams and Disparate Realities

Rust and bones, broken toys and old text, game boards, gears and nests. Even as a child such odd, unwanted items evoked a pit-of-the-stomach response that bordered on exhilaration.
While I make no attempt to conjure up specific feelings in the viewer, the ambiguous juxtapositioning of familiar materials creates art that evokes half-forgotten, dream-like visions that beg to be interpreted by the viewer. There is a sense of deja vu (the already seen) tempered by a sense of jamais vu ( the never seen, or the illusion that the familiar does not seem familiar), and this contradiction asks the viewer to dig deeply, to look inside her own repository of wisdom, intuition and experience to find her own meaning in the familiar objects she sees.
The once-private discards of people's material lives that I collect for my art seem to carry universal memories with them, memories that can engage and mystify the viewer. Their beauty lies within the rust, the erosion, the wear, and the mere fact that they were once possessions.
I play with abandon and with no forethought. Each piece of detritus seems to suggest to me a relationship with some other piece, and I begin to put them together and wait for the mental "buzz" that lets me know I am proceeding as I should. Even at this point, I continue to remain in the play state and will not allow myself to direct the outcome of the piece, a process that requires complete trust. The outcome often mystifies me as much as it might any viewer.
Remember when, as a child, whatever was in reach became the instrument of your creative exploration? That is my life. A rusty, flattened piece of metal on the street, a gnawed bone by the roadside, a unique twisted branch from a tree, a fallen nest, a broken egg, a snake's skin, a dead butterfly...all will be added to my collection and eventually have their beauty honored in one of my pieces. The resulting art creates a new story with its own imagined history, one that invites the viewers to lay some claim on it by allowing themselves to be enveloped by the sight, the history, and the ambiguity of the realities before them.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Snow and website note...

We had snow yesterday afternoon, and the temp has kept hovering around 33 degrees....not enough to melt the snow off the satellite dish we need to get the internet in our remote location.  So, I'm only online now because I am at my daughter's restaurant.

Just a note on the website,   ....I haven't figured out the intricacies of the purchase gallery and paypal buttons yet, so please be patient on that bit.

On Saturday we start loading the East Creek anagama kiln, a process that takes two days.  The weather doesn't look too favorable...chilly, possibly snowy. Usually 20-50 people are involved. The firing starts goes Wednesday night through Saturday afternoon, then the kiln cools for a week (it takes 6 cords of wood to fire and holds about 500 pots and takes a while to cool), so the opening will be the following Saturday.  We'll have 3 kilns going....a pit fire, the big anagama, and the "caboose", another wood-fired kiln.  Can you spell "pyromaniacs"?  Everyone is just in heaven....:)

I'll be back with art in a day or so.


Amy Burnham said...

Wish I could be there! Maybe I can show up to the unload....I miss you, Nils, Cindy and everyone else at East Creek!
I'm busy in baby-land!

Diane Lou said...

I'll bet you are busy, Amy! Wish we could see you. It will be odd without you here. Are any of your kids coming? Hugs!

squidglass said...

Hey, your website looks great! And enjoyed the photos of your studio.

Diane Lou said...

Thanks!....and there's more snow on the way...right during the anagama firing. Should be interesting. I'll post pics!