If you have ever googled "Creative Block" or "I'm not making art after art school" or "PAPA CAN YOU HEEEEAR ME?" you have probably read something that has left you feeling a little less alone when it comes to feeling trapped between production and paralysis. I did A LOT of reading on creative block coming out of art school; I am talking two years of block here- I was unmotivated, jaded (still trying to shake this one), and completely afraid of where to take my work and how it was going to be perceived.
So, I began to print. I printed quietly in the comfort of my apartment. I printed alone. I hand pressed my work. It began to feel intimate again; it began to feel like it was my own practice again. I hadn't fully produced work in privacy for many years; in art school I never consciously registered the pressure it was to be around my peers during the inception, production and completion of my work. Its unnerving now when I think about it. In art school the relationship you have to your work completely changes- I began to pander to my teachers and colleagues for the grade, the validation and the respect.
Returning to print in a trusted space with no deadlines, no expectations was crucial to my reawakening. And so my work, as I began making small prints, became quiet with me- little meditative pieces; primitive shapes like Marquez' prehistoric eggs* yet contained with a static energy as I began to let go of the tense grip the block had on me. These prints became the series The First Time I Saw Ice stay tuned for new works to come within this series.
*Prehistoric eggs references the stones described in the beginning pages of 100 Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez