Experience & Space
This module's procedure was particularly fascinating. Reading and responding to Arthur Rimbaud's poetry first served as our starting point. We began gathering items for its initial stage that somehow resembled the poetry we had read. From the objects collected , we were supposed to create an installation.
The installation then evolved into a narrative that described its experience, a drawing, and finally a performing act.
NARRATIVE -
Curving the linearity of constructed space ,layer upon layer of strings appear to leap out of the wall, creating it to be closer than it is. The slab which was once flat and firm plane is now a soft tessellated weave .
Body is intimated by it and is made conscious of what is around it by these intricacies. It makes you inhabit the delicacy of the network in your movement. You bend a little, tilt a little more and slowly do you pass through . Giving you a sense of direction and acting as a guide. Absorbed in this intricate affair, you see it's form having an effect on you. Something that is fragile but the way it is arranged makes you obey it's orders.
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DESCRIPTION -
String, for me is like drawing in the air.
A Pathway of strings that visually and physically engulf viewers. I worked downward and outward to the floor, looping, pulling and stapling to produce a deep , dense thicket of crisscrossing strands that filled and darkened the space so that it felt like a grotto. Sometimes left, sometimes right, passing the thread in front or behind those that have preceded, pulling more or less tightly, creating lines and angles. The tension of different sections produces a variety of effects. Weave represented my current mindset : when I was troubled, the thread tangles erratically and more knots were formed. When I was in a balanced mood, the weave were more regular.
The crisscrossing threads reflects boundlessness of human existence as well as the interconnectedness in us. Connection is woven in us like the warp and weft, it holds us strong till nothing else is left .
directing attention to the space that ensnare us .I explored the entanglements of past and present. The network of string seems to want to expand ever outwards, like tendrils of thought trying to make new connections. It helps me to see this space as a overwhelming experience in which nothing is fixed, everything is moving. Stretched dense, zigzagging geometries of black thread, in which I get drawn to the three-dimensional world
