投稿者: kanakotada

EN:/My birthday was snowy in the springtime! On the next day, they have gone sooner. The snow in the spring, this word makes me feel beginning something like a sprout grows from the ground!. Japanese sentence could be `ages are piled up` year by year. However, my image of growing years is more like winding wool into a ball. All years you spent becomes one volume, not linear, so to sayDE:/Manche Zellen sterben und manche werden geboren. Als Kassette habe die b-Seite: a-Seite, (Wiederholung machen). Diese Aktivität in unserem Körper dauert an, bis wir sterben: Tod for others.JP:/今年の誕生日は、なんとその日だけで車に雪が積もっちゃうくらいの雪が降って、翌日にはすぐ溶けるという。春の雪はなんだか切ない。年齢は、重なるもの、というイメージより、木の棒に糸を巻き付けるイメージ。一歳(一巻き)、二歳(二巻き)というように。そして最後にはいびつでもない、正確でもない、ボリュームになる。

 

 

 

 

 

 

旅`Beautiful women, flowers, landscapes, everything becomes a commodity when they are painted as images on canvases.                                 Painting is a commodity. They circulate like paper money. Fabric is fixed by nails on canvas. They do not blow by winds.
I made a story about one fictional artist. He was at the top of the mountain. He painted landscapes to sell as his works in an art gallery. Besides, he drew and painted quickly a mountain landscape on a piece of his scrap fabric, to send to his family, friends, or lovers, as an intimate letter. The work title is A Letter from Artist (2021). I made this fabric as associable with a letter paper, used of private. I freeze flash at this moment when the rolled letter is opened by the receiver’s hand. Therefore, this fabric curls like an after rotulus paper are opened.´A Letter from Artist, 29.5x14cm, pencil, oil color, and glue on cotton,2021

花`For me, producing a collage is the same activity as writing my diary. I receive flyers and newspaper every day in my post. I define such a routine as I receive art material, not the way of buying them like paying money to buy colors in art supply stores. I assert words and images which are printed on paper. Collage is a surrealistic medium to use. There is a bridge between image-making and language-making. Words go astray, they become just a tool and are used for law and contract. I want to rescue words and letters from documents. I attempt to present their artistic power which words themselves essentially and primarily have. As the title suggests, Broken Flower (2021) is a wordplay. Literally, flowers are never broken, they just wither, leaving seeds for a new generation. Words have also never been broken. But people say, for instance, ‘My English is broken.’ I want to express that words as material (not tools) never broken in a way. Rather, when you feel your language is broken, it is the moment when the language is reborn and transformed on your tongue.´

 

Broken Flower, 2021, mixed media, 21x28cm
Triage Gelb,21×28.5cm, water colour on paper,2021

 

Triage Orange, 29.7x21cm, water colour on paper,2021

 

Triage Red, 28.5x 21xcm, water colour on paper,2021

Description about dearvolcanolovers, for Parallel Vienna Edition 21

Under the restriction of mobility, you’ve become out of the candidates in the Triage A to D? Such a kind of person might like a silkscreen work dearvolcanolovers,(include a comma, please) and also very welcomed the Catastrophe world over the excitement. This work is about the power of reading, the relationship between successive painters and Mount Vesuvius, and the desire for collecting things.

 

 

written by Kanako Tada