So a lot has happened since my last post. Senior Critiques are over. I have my work in order. I have submitted 3 photographs to a gallery, been to the Whitney Museum in NYC, written my thesis outline, finished my website, helped with the fund raisers, and now must complete the final steps in order to complete the thesis capstone course. I will be presenting only 3 of my final works in the Shift Senior Exhibit. Space will be limited. i am looking forward to documenting all of my work to post to this blog . Check back soon.
The article Simulacra and Simulation by Jean Baudrillard continues to explore how the idea of the image has as of late really been disembodied. As similar with other articles I’ve read it goes into depth to define what an image is and what it really means. Even if we are told that we are looking at an original work of art, how do know it is an original image? And does it matter? In essence an image that can be described as simulacra would be an image that lacks the original aura, usually by means of representation.
I can relate this to my life how much of my generation likes to view life through a computer, when in reality there is nothing like experiencing things in real life. Documentation of an artist’s work usually does the piece no justice without being able to see the piece and interact with it exactly as the artist intended.
We live in a heavily visual world, thus making simulacra a significant concept that coincides with our everyday life. Corporations and advertisement are almost all developed through strong imaginary and how they are represented. While reading this essay it reminded me of famous images like the Mona Lisa and how I think I know what the Mona Lisa looks like and I could describe it, yet I have really never seen the authentic Mona Lisa. The replication of reality has taken this authenticity and intertwined it with the simulacra.
After all, when you think of famous written characters, such as Frodo or Harry Potter, do you think of what they looks like in the movie or what your imagined them to be when you read the book?
The entrance really sets the mood for me, a tunnel with this creepy looking head who becomes the doorway; the opening being his mouth. These teeth protrude down from the top of the door frame becoming semi invasive, given the already preconceived idea of what teeth or a mouth does. As you pass through you see that there is a consistency to almost everything, which is understandable given the nature of the artist, however the things I was viewing were extremely playful and inviting in a sick way. Like images of these set displays of a weird looking being which is all bloody, in a bloody room, standing next to a christmas tree. Its so strange to me, but they make for such comical, fun atmospheres.
The amount of sketching he does is unbelievable. I rather enjoy to always have a sketchbook around to make quick drawings of ideas, and my style, I feel, wants to be reminiscent of his. It almost brings this sense of jealousy or longing, or even anxiety. In other words, having to view the works of an artist such as Tim Burton, especially when you are so attracted to the drawing style, it is hard not too feel something that makes you wish it was yours.