The Day After….

Aside from being the name of an 80s movie, it is also the day after exhibition, whew, thank goodness that’s all over, well until the next nerve racking exhibition, but seeing as that was the first the second and subsequent shows should get easier, right? Hahaha yeah right Tuis anyone?

Apart from that the event went off well there were a few skeptics but understandable, not everybody can approach an artwork and understand the subtle nuances and meanings set inside them, others, in tune with the art world certainly  were able to comprehend what was going on and the issues being addressed. Everybody had a great night and they all had great feedback from those that visited. Now we get to go back to the scene of the crime so to speak and critique our own work and that of other class mates. This is the part I really don’t like, not some much the critiquing but all the formal and contextual stuff that we are meant to use, that I still don’t have much of a grasp on, I see it I like it I can explain some of why but not always in the correct words of the art world, they are finicky and delicate and their egos must be stroke softly, assaulting their senses is not always the way to go but at times one must break the rules push all the boundaries and engage in dialect.