its september!
so far, 3 official things on the academic calendar has happened since my last entry.
first was gp paper. no comment.
31 august. nj teacher’s day celebration saw me terminating that long n painful coursework. at long last. alvin had even stayed back after gp paper to complete it. recall that exactly 2 years ago, alvin also ponned sji teacher’s day celebrations also for the sake of coursework. but for now, alvin can’t really say that coursework is complete. completeness is a mark of perfection. so, just as no artwork is complete, so there can never b a perfect piece of art. well as they say; an artist never really finishes his work. he merely abandons it.
yesterday got my brain fried by gil lee’s mcq revision. econs is such trash. if theories find themselves contradicting one another, chances r that they r flawed.
this sat’ll will b the opening day of my solo exhibition that runs from 10 to 24 september at jendala esplanade. its free n open for public viewing. wanted to organize some form of class outing for the opening day, but given its close proximity to the impending prelims, i guess....
but anyway, here’s my a lvl art project for u. t.s. elliot summed it all up rather neatly. “Time past and time future. Point to one end, which is always present.”
they r 2 paintings hung facing one another, one representing the past n the other, the one wif the arches, the future.
for the bewildered, i’ve kindly provided the official artist statement from the ministry of narcissm.
TIME PRESENT, TIME PAST.
Artist Statement
“First, we shape our buildings, then our buildings shape us.”
Places evoke reality. They do not embody it. A place is nothing without a person. Places, however beautiful, have no human significance. But places are memorable because of what they suggest and because of the memories we attach to them. The tables and chairs over here for example, seem to suggest that someone was there, but had just left. To all of us, tables and chairs have are synonymous with the classroom, dredging up recollections of friends or classmates who in some way or other have helped to shape our lives.
A surreal illusion.
One canvas depicts the past and the other, the future, but elements in the two overlap each other, suggesting that the past and future are inextricably linked; Our actions chart our future, whilst our future is determined by our past. To this end then, I have drawn inspiration from the buildings of my secondary school, SJI. The effect is nostalgic and timeless. Though the structures are based on western classical models, austere simplification harkens to modern architecture, making them detached from neither the past nor the present. In the words of the Mexican architect Luis Barragán, “Nostalgia is the poetic awareness of our personal past, and since the artist's own past is the mainspring of his creative potential, the architect must listen and heed his nostalgic revelations.”
In cobblestone courtyards, under a surreal sky denoting neither night nor day, one finds silence and solitude, qualities synonymous with meditation and contemplation. Nevertheless, admit the serenity, emptiness and melancholy prevails, leaving one feeling lost and nostalgic in a weird and silent landscape.
yup. enjoy, n happy studying 2 all. muachs*
alvin ong dozed and watched the sawdust trampled night @ 11:46 PM
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