Saturday, May 11, 2013

Art Curation Reflection Journal

I found the more and more I thought about my theme, the harder it became. I thought of butterfly's, abstract, romance, love, sadness all these different things but nothing pulled at my heartstrings to say "yes this is it." It wasn't until one day I was washing my face and examining my scar that it came to me: Perfectly Imperfect. It's what my grandmother told me one day when I was complaining about the way my scar looked. She said to me "Your face was perfect before, but now its imperfectly perfect. It has even more character now". I am someone who likes everything neat and orderly. I like my lines to be straight, colors to match, everything to flow. So, to create an "exhibit" that was in a way out of order was HARD for me. I would create the slide all nice and neat and then have to go back to it later to make it "imperfect" with different fonts and colors. I also chose pieces that I would NEVER have hanging in my home. But truth is, after becoming quite aquanted with some of these pieces I love them. I would absolutly find a place to hang the cow painting, or a Picasso or the "fat ladies". I like that these don't fit the standard definition of beauty that I have grown up with all around me: movies, magazines, television. I guess a part of me identifies with these pieces.

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