Tag Archives: Thomas Hardy

When near meets far

If there is a dimension in which time isn’t linear then one of the ways we gain access to this is, most certainly, through art. When we identify, and play, with solid themes through the various art mediums we have devised, there is a level at which it also feels as though new endings can be written and thrown back ‘in time’, co-collaborating with the artist in all the ways that their work continues to affect our present day reality. I am particularly fascinated by the way that film adaptations of old ‘classics’ (here, ‘Far From the Madding Crowd’, 2015) hold the potential to ripple information back and forth across the time between their creation and reinterpretation. This cross-pollination across time and space is one of many ways I like to regard inspiration as it wafts into my own creative process as both writer and artist. I am also repeatedly attracted to a genre of art photography that involves recolouring and tweaking vintage photographs to alter and capitalise on what they were originally ‘of’ and in a way that utterly transforms the subject, photoshopped to add colour and whimsical touches. This potential to ‘lighten up’ history is something that endlessly fascinates me, allowing the possibility that – at some level far beyond the logical – we are all (not only artists) just as capable of influencing the past in everything we do as we are, surely, creating the future. Continue reading

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Layers in the landscape – part one

Why did these scraggy, age-worn manuscripts move me so much? Was it encountering them in the raw, feeling the art-process in the making, the immediacy and daring commitment of fleeting words dragged from the ether; words that were destined to be repeated and reprinted and quoted and revised to oblivion, made fixed as though made of stone and yet, in the moment they were created, they were still a variable, an impulse, a new-born potential, a risk, just as much as any brush-stroke I ever place? Continue reading

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