The next day was the first full morning in the studio. I had reviewed my project proposal, and was setting my supplies out to get ready to work. I was not really sure what exactly I was going to do. I decided that whatever it was, I was not going to judge it, as the journey is a path that is yet to be traveled.
With that in mind I started thinking about the Castello, the people, and girls I had seen playing in the small streets and the piazzas. Using the Castello as a metaphor for man’s construct, it became somewhat of a setting, a drama that seemed to be unfolding, as the girls walked through the Castello. There were mysteries to be uncovered, doors to be opened, rooms to be explored. There were times these were done together and then there were the heartbreaking times apart. But each survived, and is stronger for the experience.
These works were done over a period of a few days. The air is hot, but the studios were very cool and moist. The medium did not dry very fast so I worked on a few at the same time. It became increasingly clear to me, however, that what I was doing was not sufficient in terms of exploring this “place”. There was more than just the literal. There was more than just obvious. I was trying to get to the heart of the matter, to the centre of these vibrations, and the works I was doing, just did not seem to connect. They did on a superficial level, but they were not … meaty enough.
I decided to just go with what I felt was right. I did a break of a few artworks to … not really severe the psychic connection to the previous works, but to signal to my subconscious that this was a separate set of works, a separate path, but still in the same direction.