Cambridge Centre Project: Fin
Yesterday I closed down the exhibition for the 100 mile ART Project: Cambridge. It was also my last official day as the Artist-in-Residence for the Cambridge Centre for the Arts. Reminiscing with Tamara afterwards, I tried to explain the odd feeling I had that we had moved in a circle during this project and now I was back at the beginning. Our talking, the space, everything felt like it did the first night we spoke about this idea.
I imagine that this is the way most artists experience the world. One begins with calm water, experiences a storm of activity in creating an exhibition and then watches as still waters return. The curious part about this journey is that no hint of the bustle of activity remains in the visible world. The only influence I can identify, in the end, is upon myself.
As I return to my usual practice of painting this coming week, colours like Maya-blue and Cambridge Ochre will now participate in my pallet options. The brightness of a Mars yellow will give me a moment’s pause in wonder. And, every time I pick up a rock to create a little pigment, my imagination will attempt to place it somewhere within the world.
To that end, today I carefully unpacked the vanful of exhibition materials. Originally I had made space to pile it in the centre of the floor and I worried a little about finding a place for everything. To my great satisfaction, bucket after bucket seemed to already belong somewhere in my studio; instead of having the task ahead of me to integrate these materials, they already belonged.
As I close this project I need to say once more how very grateful I am to have had the opportunity to do this project. My thanks to the many people who aided and participated me in realizing a dream. While the project has returned to something insubstantial, for me it is now a experience that I will savour.
