Today I’ve been watching the series ‘self portrait of a coffee pot’ by william Kentridge, I recorded a reflective video inspired by the series (what i thought of the series below)

I’d like to continue to film these once a week to upload here and onto socials.

The series so far is stirring something in me, I’m not the biggest fan of Kentridges work but it’s growing on me. As if connecting with the artist through film suddenly inspires to feel closer to the meaning behind the actual work. I love his film making though. It remind me of the theatre work i did as a child and has helped me to feel more free within my own studio. Sitting in my own studio watching someone in there’s feels like an artists version of gogglebox.

There are two quotes I’ve picked out so far that I loved

The table is a much abused tree

have just sat that morning talking to my very spiritual father about what is and isn’t real, about consciousness and about life in general, stripping an object back to its real form in such a humouress way got me

the second:

‘I should have bought one of those books on how to draw the human face then I wouldn’t have to hide behind a coffee pot’

I’ve thought this phrase in various ways throughout my art direction, creative and artistic career. I never taught myself to draw. I am not a draftsman and my need to be unbound by rules and reality has made it almost impossible to hold still and learn technique in that sense. An ex boyfriend was an incredible draftsman and he looked bewildered when he knew I was going to study fine art as my talents aren’t in perfect lines and recreating the form infront of me. But in being messy. In emotion. In interpretation.