The walk (6)

There is a root cellar on the way, behind a house and nowadays on public ground. Not too old considering the concrete structure. It should have the door locked, but it is usually opened by force. There is some garbage inside. One time I think there was a mattress on the floor. I have never seen anyone inside. Maybe it is used by some homeless outsider seeking shelter for the night; a space of solitude, to consume whatever soothens an aching soul. Maybe kids use it to play, or youngsters to hang around. Anonymous traces of human life and a story untold.


Duck tales

Duck tales 3 april 2014

A few years ago I attended a workshop in Stockholm with renowned artist Roger Ballen. One of the assignments was to create a still life with objects found at a flea market and elsewhere. For studio we used a torn out concrete building. Mr Ballen emphasised form and composition, in particular the use of repetitious forms and to avoid negative space (significant sections of the frame void of any objects or signs). Also he repeatedly asked the question: “If you were a painter – would you have chosen to include this [object] in your frame?”. I strongly recommend to explore his profoundly psychological works, starting for instance with “Outland“.

Duck tales 4 april 2014