I am thinking of starting a series of posts sharing my thoughts on visuals. I have posted such kind of reflections in the past, but I decided to ‘officially’ count my June 28 post on Barbara Kruger’s work as the first one. Here is the second …
Artworks invite us to pause and think. Yesterday, I came across Chiharu Shiota’s installation, “The Moment the Snow Melts”, at MUDEC, in Milan. Imagine the mass of hanging texts filling the space as the rules, stories, and heritage that dictate who we are who or we should be. Envision their consequences: remorse, guilt, obligations, duties, dead ends, and the automations we live with. How much space do we curve among them to create our own stories, visions, and hopes? How much intention do we allow ourselves to reclaim ownership of our lives?
Regardless of Shiota’s intention and context, I had my own spontaneous associations, perhaps fueled by the discussions that dominated my previous days during the Anticipation conference. But then again, this is how we all make sense of things: by drawing connections to our experiences.