Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Street art.

Today I'll start to show you a photo of a statement :

I've told you about the exhibition of street art. When I was back there this last Sunday I recieved this paper, made for those artists who had made the art.
The back page of the paper is what you see in the photo above. This statement is so speaking to me. In one of my very first posts I spoke about "your own design" that is "is it originally yours" The statement above was the words I was missing at the time.

For me now, I'm still making mandalas and the mandala is not my design for sure, but where I take them I dare to call mine. And this process of making them have started to evolve some ideas that feels like a bubble inside me and it's moving towards the surface.
I can't wait to see the results of that.

In this post I'll show you the three first photos from the exhibition. I have so many photos that I feel it works best to show you just some at the time.
The photo below shows an image from the hall. (before entering the exhibition itself) It is quite amazing what the artists did here. They have peeled of concrete so the only thing painted here is the black colour. Can you imagine how it feels to make an image that big and keep the overview at the same time? (I had no chance to reach the window, just to tell you about the size of this.)

On the opposite wall this image was made. It needs no further comments, but I feel like saying it was really well painted. Remember, sprayboxes are what have been used to make this whole exhibition.

The last imaage today was the smallest one of them all. With this photo I'm on my way to the old Beer halls where each hall has it's own theme. And it was when I first saw them that I felt it relates well to art journaling.

That was all for today, but I'll be back with more. Have a nice day and take care.

1 comment:

  1. I love the quote /statement is very true. The art is quiet incredible - it must have been a challenge to paint such large pieces. I like that it is not permanent - I think sometimes we get too precious about art.