Implicated in Art
 

For when you gaze long into the abyss...The abyss gazes also into you.

- Jeisi Amawasa, Week 03

 

Click on 'Read' on any of the thumbnails to go to the page with ALL the artworks under this theme and read reflections and more

NAVIGATION

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Cards of Belonging

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I AM FRAGILE

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Where is My Medal?

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Body wash

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Kaagaz

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A letter to Amu

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Back to Basics

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Naam

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The Abyss

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Maybe I Shouldn't

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Blackjack with Labels

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I Hold

My Breath

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Garbage of

the Mind

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"I" of Colours and Lines

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Chee or Yum

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Legs that Feel

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Told and Retold

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Jealous Gaze

 

DESCRIPTION:  This is a collage of thumbnails of the artistic responses that are part of this theme. Each thumbnail of the image has a background that corresponds to the week in which it was submitted. There are 18 artworks under this theme. This is the colour scheme and the total number of images for each week: Week 1,peach: 4, Week 2, light green:1, Week 3,red: 2, Week 4,light purple: 1, Week 5,light blue: 1, Week 6,orange:2, Week 7,light yellow:1,Week 9,mustard:3. Week 10, dark purple:3’. 

 

Breathed into every piece of art is the blood, thoughts and history of its creator. The work of art implicates its parent, just as much as it is birthed into the world, and the artist can never fully control aspects of their own life that percolate into their creations. Clues about social locations, repressed memories, shame and anxiety, attitudes towards the non-human and the collective stories of our times gush through each creation. These clues might be explicit or coiled in secrecy and might even creep deeper into their crevices as attempts are made to excavate them. Just as identities create us and assign us to a range of positions, the artist cannot claim the prerogative of creation without accepting that they are also created. And as much as the artist strives to be conscious of their own inscription in their work, the traces of these inscriptions and the modes of understanding them are necessarily infinite.