All posts filed under: Wanderlust

I took a break away

I sit here overlooking Paris Gare du Nord Station awaiting my train home with a child peering over my shoulder (lol). I have’t felt inspired to write in a very long time. So I just picked up my laptop and decided to type. I took myself away on a whim and decided to experience life (for 3 days) by myself. Of course, this wasn’t the way that I intended, in fact, it wasn’t even initially planned alone; but that is the blessing of divine intervention. I fully believed that this was going to be one of the inevitable moments that would shape my thinking. Over the past month my mental wellbeing has suffered as a result of the stress and pressure I continually place on myself.I needed a break away. Taking the time away to be still,quiet and break away from my recently troubled mind and heart proved difficult. It didn’t take me long to realise that in order break away from my mind, I had to confront it. Confrontation of my love patterns, my …

Confronting Death

The inevitable happened. In an instant life changed and I was never to look at peace again in the same way. I have been dealing with multiple losses in the past few months. 2015 has been that kind of year for me. But this loss was significant; heartbreaking. I have never experienced death this close. A lover- a friend- a young life. I have been trying to find reasoning; looking for (and questioning) faith. I was at a complete loss. My high’s didn’t seem that high compared to my devastating lows. I didn’t want to get up. But with faith, I did. Months later (still balancing the process of grief) I’m here knowing that death is imminent.  It’s never clichéd to say that life is too short- because it is. It can be too late to say I’m sorry, I forgive you, I love you. I pledge to live life to the fullest for him. So before the eleventh-hour approaches I decided to give love, radiate love and be love. I am bewildered by the …

Lynette Yiadom-Boakye @ Serpentine Gallery

  My post-graduate qualms are the reasoning behind this prolonged hiatus. With an extreme feeling of displacement, art world obstacles and lack of inspiration, I visited Lynette Yiadom-Boakye’s exhibition ‘After Dusk’ at the Serpentine Gallery. Having never visited a solo show and only seen her work in isolation, it was imperative to experience this show thoroughly- I visited twice. The exhibition showcased a selection of her new work, along with a variety of  “key paintings”. Yiadom-Boakye’s portraits are commonly large black figures that remain outsite of a particular time or moment. With this intentional awareness, I deciphered this as a call to the viewer to attempt to investigate her artist strategies. My first walk into the gallery came along with a sense of hope. The fact that these particular instituitions can carry the constructs of Black British work is highly important. Once taking in the moment I began to make my way around the gallery space. The dominant feature, I believe, of Yiadom-Boakye’s work is the use of dimension. The magnitude of her canvas pieces …

LaterPress- Amsterdam & Rotterdam

  Briefly documenting both cities (as i’ll be returning soon). I plan to evaluate how these spaces have changed with the difference of time. These photographs are a particular assessment of site specificity and audience engagment with art. I plan to use the photographs to channel the method of ‘compare and contrast’. I will later form a documentation book, in conjuction with my photozine . Enjoy the visuals,for now.

Dear Alicia,

Dear Alicia, How can you fathom 2014? Like any other year you have learned, grown and awoken. But something is different. Something has changed and left you with the innermost feeling of magic. You have met the most incredible people this year, some of which you have described as “Fine Art”-due to their energy, depth and vibrancy. As always, timing is everything- and you have learned that more than ever this year. Everything has come together; in an ethereal way. You’ve made leaps with understanding your practice and that has manifested into insightful responses. Which, of course has become cyclical. What was once frustration has come to light. You realise that you want need to create more. Art has become your sustenance; your everything. With the shining presence of Dayo, you’ve realised that infinite stamina is needed. This is your lifeline. You now understand that your purpose in life is to learn and share. Though of course you have attributes to work on. You are working on practising compassion and minimalism. You are trying to …

Home?

Too often after travelling, I find myself at a lost for words of how to express my feelings of being away. The notion of actually being away- physically, mentally and perhaps emotionally too. I had a conversation with my incredible friend Dayo about the dialogues surrounding home. I realised that I feel most comfortable in the sky; travelling. Whereever or whatever I make my home, it will translate. Because ‘Home’ to me has become a sensibility, a feeling- an insight. What life has taught me about being removed from my social constructs, is that the world is a learning space. My ventures are still incomplete. I suppose, in a way this is a “note to self” to keep that fire, that drive to return home. The wanderlust, I hope, will never cease.  

To Blog?

That is the question. My university curriculum outlines have changed. Whereby everyone needs to have an online source of documentation. Last year (for a similar module), this wasn’t the case and the outlines entailed “a research file”. Thinking outside of the realms I created this blog, to document, to write and to express myself with engagement in to the artworld (amongst other things to keep me going). Since this recently became compulsory, my energy to continue became bleak. I did not want to write because I was told to. University problems? Authority problems? Art Institutions? I don’t know. But I’m back and breathing easily. Here we go, for TVL 2015!