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No Kings Protest Ft Lauderdale Beach 6/14
Poison Ivy (The Cramps, 1985) by Lux Interior
Perception and Evocative Subjectivity
In my last post I presented my latest piece Healing Is Not Linear: a concrete poem, sound poem and experimental video combined, where I mentioned the origins of the phrase and the difference in which it has been presented.
I created the phrase as part of my submission to a mail art project by my dear friend, Belgian artist KasjaNoova titled Letters By Post.
The image you see is part of the short film I created.
The stark difference between the first and second version evoke very different thoughts.
For me the first version has an almost iconographic quality to it, a pleasing range of colours, a relatability with human images and the feeling of reassurance from the religious imagery. There is an impressionist feel to the aesthetic of the text.
The second version is quite the opposite, there are no human figures, imagery, spectrum of colours and is almost overwhelming with the large amount of text and shapes. Interlocking circles bringing to mind the intersection of time and the moving forwards and backwards through time.
What makes this a striking image for me is the use of red, white and black only, which calls to mind playing cards, alchemical colours and can be a paired down symbol for existence and how we experience the world (ironically in a linear and dualistic fashion):
White - Day
Black - Night
Red - The liminal times of sunrise and sunset
or
White - Life
Black - Death
Red - Birth
or
White - Mother
Black - Father
Red - Child
or
White - Health
Black - Disease
Red - Inoculation
or (in relation to the phrase)
White - The Present
Black - The Past
Red - The wound that separates
I wonder how this is interpreted by someone just happening upon this work.
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Drunk John my beloved
💓💗How romantic❤️❣️
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