Scenario 3
Medium: Acrylic on board, papier-mâché, polystyrene, polythene.
Size: 61x61x13 cm.
Date: 2020
Part of loose triptych of landscapes (see Scenario 1 and Scenario 2). Images of crumpled power lines from the Canadian ice storm of 1998 regularly resurface in my mind since I first saw them.
Perhaps the collapsed pylon (and ensuing power cut) releases us from the excruciating intrigue of the other two pieces? Or infers a paradox?
The three pieces are an invite to embrace the unknown, a move towards Negative Capability.
“I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason—Coleridge, for instance, would let go by a fine isolated verisimilitude caught from the Penetralium of mystery, from being incapable of remaining content with half-knowledge. This pursued through volumes would perhaps take us no further than this, that with a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.” John Keats
Medium: Acrylic on board, papier-mâché, polystyrene, polythene.
Size: 61x61x13 cm.
Date: 2020
Part of loose triptych of landscapes (see Scenario 1 and Scenario 2). Images of crumpled power lines from the Canadian ice storm of 1998 regularly resurface in my mind since I first saw them.
Perhaps the collapsed pylon (and ensuing power cut) releases us from the excruciating intrigue of the other two pieces? Or infers a paradox?
The three pieces are an invite to embrace the unknown, a move towards Negative Capability.
“I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason—Coleridge, for instance, would let go by a fine isolated verisimilitude caught from the Penetralium of mystery, from being incapable of remaining content with half-knowledge. This pursued through volumes would perhaps take us no further than this, that with a great poet the sense of Beauty overcomes every other consideration, or rather obliterates all consideration.” John Keats
