We’re back in Dublin, with a tour around The Epic this morning… a really great interactive museum. What I find most interesting here are the stories, and the architecture, the lighting here, and their play on words. It’s unlike anything else I’ve seen in Ireland… it’s young and fresh.
We like it but it needs something else…
…ahhh that’s it, a splash of blue
Our recent artworks have been an experiment, and an experience. What is art, and where is it, are still questions in my mind. Are we the art behind, or the painting on the wall?
Does it even matter anyway?
Where’s ya bean… I hope to say everywhere.
Jack and The beans… torque is a high speed exchange of words. Part fairytale, part fiction. To me, it’s a river. A word splat, spat out, on page. It’s a flow on, not a destination.
We measure not what we’ve done, but where we’re at.
Stripping a painting back to its bare bones brings a new depth and understanding. It brings peace.
The start.