It’s cheeky how fast this time of the year comes around. If you’ve been lucky like myself the terror from the mere mention of exams has long gone, a distant memory, a thing of the past. No more night-before panic attacks or fretful post-exam stress because you have now been blessed with too much freedom to be conscious of the August cloud looming ahead. But just as I became settled in my own glorious laissez-faire state of mind, I forgot to take note of the quick return to start A2. Thrusted back in the deep end I’m back to square one: figuring out how to turn my craving for summer into academic motivation.
In Khoroshavina’s We Are All Made Of Stars collection she uses glowing body paint in black (UV) lighting as the only source of light to resemble space and sky. Similarly, Torres’s Stellar project depicts the cosmic theory that, as a result of a star’s death, humans are then made of the cosmic matter by devising galaxies using reflective confetti, where our celestial creation is emphasised by the posture and demeanour of the subjects. My favourite part of all of this is the use of gifs to create three-dimensional movement serving ‘as a visual metaphor to the spatial link we share with stars as well as their separateness through time’, which further accentuates the relationship between space and time.
Don’t get me wrong, my astrology is beyond poor and I could not date the zodiac signs if my life depended on it, but as a nocturnal soul there’s something about the beauty of the night that I’ve never been able to express or explain until now, by showing these projects. Even now I still can’t quite explain how it makes me feel; and maybe that is because I am writing in midday with no visible stars to ponder on; but the response I feel when I look at these give me that extraordinary chill of awe and wonder that not many other things do. So of course it’s only fitting my new photography project is Alchemy.
Instead of wistfully looking back on my short post-exam and pre-A2 freedom I am beginning to channel my summer cravings into my fine art and photography courses. The more I think about it the more it makes sense. Technically, drawing inspiration from these photographers can do nothing but enhance my summer with a newfound excuse to get messy and delve into the unknown with all sorts of glowing paint, inks, confetti, glitter and bright lights.
And hopefully by the time summer gets here I’ll have mastered my DIY smoke bombs for the best kind of dramalchemic exit.