ta-da

This weekend I gave birth to a show. It took 20 hours and a lot of pizza, but it's alive now. At this very moment I don't have the best feeling about it, and I'm still shifting through the reasons. Either I just need some space from it to appreciate it again, or else it really just didn't come together as well as I had hoped. Doing installation work is as stressful and frustrating as it is exhilarating. In one of my last studio visits, one of the faculty told me that I walk a dangerous line in the way I work because it is so reliant on intuition and sometimes final decisions are only determined by having to put things in a show and call them "done." He compared me to a jazz musician, which is definitely a remark I can handle. But, after this whole time of experimenting and large scale installation, I think I am going to take some time just doing some drawing and painting for a little while.

From this view you can see the video I have projecting onto one of the walls. One day I took one of my little paper cut birds and squished it around in a slide projector. The movement that resulted was exciting, so I filmed it, burned it to a disc and play it on a six minute loop. I wish you could see it actually moving, and pecking at the pecking objects. This little video is my favorite thing in the show.
There are all sorts of little blue painted animal surprises traveling through the piece such as this noble cow peering across the gallery from his platform.
I've got tons more pictures, but these few give a pretty good feel. I'd love to hear your thoughts. Good or bad.

Hopefully tomorrow I will feel brave enough to venture out of my studio and get over the fear of seeing peoples' reactions.

(The next post will be number 100! What should we do to celebrate? It seems like just yesterday little WonderNet was only a couple posts old.)

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