Month: Dec 2018

Poem 1 – Fragile Meaning

Words use meaning. but we know none of that
lighting adds form, sound rippling from my washing machine
and rain outside reminding me that I have a roof over my head.
Thankyou lamp for your warm light without your glow, darkness would fall and it would be alight but your sunny air gives my sight purpose
something to enjoy, occupy and amuse me.
I can see my hand writing lines without knowledge of what will be written but
my light is so strong so certain and in that everything that surrounds my being with fragile meaning.

This poem was written within around two minutes, I focused on my senses for this one avoiding true thought to what I wanted to express and I just allowed my hand to go without thinking or looking back over what I had written, I did this for all of these poems to involve pure automatist expression, I didn’t pay attention to the construction of my sentences, spelling or grammar involved therefore it may be hard to understand but I feel this adds to the authenticity of my exploration.

Poem 2 – Abstract Abyss

Abstract abyss, future, past, now then when?
You are you so don’t go into wreckage
bins stink with lack of moral thought
drives a stench through the canals from Manchester to Dam
we live freely of pain and in that only experience wet aches that cease to cease

Poem 3 – midwife and tutor

You are why I’m here, writing this, you don’t know me anymore
stranger who gave me my life and way –
A beloved character that seems so far. You’re always here through my creative condition. All of it has your name impressed. You don’t care anymore.
You don’t know who I am but thank you for the way.
It is my best friend and lifelong companion.
So it is okay you can’t recite my name, I can recite yours and will all my life

Poem 4 – Cream

Cream, you surround my walls, my doors, my ceiling
lift my emotion. You’re so heavy in your words. Refresh your brick
plastered exterior your age is hidden within the cream
cream, indigo.
Contrasting similarities echoed through vision, you’re so flat, you lack!
Yet you sooth my mind. Give me interior peace. Symbols of the sky’s limitless end edge closer than the horizon. Return to cream, always it is the colour of modesty, allowing every colour to sing compared, scream cream! You are important to my walls my life my foundation
creams queen of balance harmonised colonies, unites life through mindful play

Cut Up Poetry Activities – These are the poems I have generated while doing my responding activities to the book in the palm of your hand by Steve Kowit

Here are the poems I created in response to the cut up writing tasks, this required a magazine and newspaper circling phrases and words, these words are then arranged and developed later. The aim here is to explore individual language and visuals through emotive automatist communication. I used a range of material here, some were old essays I wrote for english class and others were yummy recipes and upsetting articles, I felt this array of material would provide interesting results and I am pleased with the outcomes.

Capitalist wildlife

It was alive! Poaching, human’s territory
footsteps, after a moment of paralysis
traps have been set
they fled. Homes and business, human’s territory?
Humpback salmon. Carry on running! Outrun man!
The traps have been set!
Wouldn’t believe it, would you?
Always
outrun
man

By Faye Tikic

Instructions in December

Defrost if frozen
weeks on, soften
I held my breath, explained. All we could do was wait
time will increase, tie them into a knot
I didn’t dare ask, any of us could have asked for this
remove the giblets
I told her, she replied. Lime rind.
Weeks on, still frozen

By Faye Tikic

A political statement

the powerful hunger
left to starve, struggle
Generated, a dystopian future. Divided, corrupt, sick.
Looks back, nation required!
Think about memory, Cult classic. Reminisce
trace back, V for vendetta
Reality
Orwell! Do you know?
Do you know how much danger we’re in? Orwell!
Looks back, dad was still here
One thinks about memory, war, not so fond.
Parade around, blind, deaf.
Entertainment me.
Stomping booms, do you know how much danger we’re in?
Conclusion, Orwell?

By Faye Tikic

Ransom Note

Just

Just escape your eye
cuddle fiction
make a mystery and solve the links
you are your solutions

By Faye Tikic

Preparing for my class with the yr ones

my class with year one art students is approaching and I feel it would be best to design a range of activities that aim to accumulate the research I require.

Potential activites:

-draw your traits and feelings -abstract ideas these through visual form and colour on paper
-draw yourself as a tree, animal or colour.
-connect words and colours – create an emotional wheel
-continuous line drawing – automatist technique
-use pebbles
-poetry – cut up activities

update 2/12/18

I have decided to postpone this class for my following project as I feel it is important to consider the ethical aspect of this session, I would have liked to portray some of the students within my work as well as directly use their outcomes therefore this could raise a variety of issues such as false portrayl or copy right. This could be resolved by supplying paper work and organising supervision however I don’t have the time at the moment to organise this. To ensure I still gain in depth research around mental health and outsider art I have arranged a similar workshop with two individuals suffering from mental illness.

I felt it was ethical to speak to them in depth about what my activites involve and what I will use the work for so they are aware of what will happen with their results, each individual asked if they could be kept annonymous for personal matters therefore I will ensure all work is kept incognito. I feel it is best to use this material as a source for inspiration and development to avoid complications.

Planning the course

I want my art therapy workshop to involve a variety of processes that will mostly be undertaken in an automatic approach exploring first thoughts and expression through: poetry, drawing, sculpture. This research will provide me with an array of individual outsider art that relates to mental health issues, I have decided to create a questionnaire and inkblot test to futher research here.

Session One – colour wheel and automatic drawing

My first activity will explore what I like to call an emotional colour wheel, here they will attatch particular words to colours and create automatic drawing using the wheel as a emotion key creating visual poetry or colour poems.

Session Two – Cut up poetry

Next we would explore the cut up poetry task, creating writing inspired by Fokkina Mcdonnells poem’s ‘sunday mornings’ and ‘whitby scenes’ as well as a key page of Carl Jung’s book about dream analysis and the unsconcious, I will also ask the individuals to bring any desired text with them to futher their place in the work.

Session Three – Ekphrastic poetry and inkblot test

in this session we would continue writing poetry by responding to artworks with an Ekphrastic poem and then I would conduct an inkblot test with them.

Session Four – Visual Questionnaire and Ceramic Sculptures

visual questionnaire where the individuals outline shapes and images that stand out to them, lastly we would produce some automatic ceramic sculptures.

I will store their findings in my contextual studies folder, divided from the rest as critical primary research.

I have been exploring the book In the palm of your hand: a poets portable workshop by steve kowit, as recommended by Fokkina McDonnel. I have been utilising a range of the workshops as Fokkina explained writing and poetry are fundamental forms of visualization, I am exploring myself and these psychoanalytical processes to gain research and visual results exploring the unconcious and visual language.

I have responded to the cross-out activity here , generating 6 poems by selecting words and phrases in newspapers and magazines without thought while blacking out the rest of the text, the book explains how poet Mark Melnicove utilised this method, playfully presenting his poetry in original form so the reader can view both the poem and initial text.

 

Cross-out Poetry – needed: newspaper, magazine or book and dark sharpie

 

Soldiers

soldiers in the shape of sandbags
war recruits force
silent years mark remembrance
a performance of the bloodiest army
Grim battle. The future never forgotten

by Faye Tikic

 

Carla

Carla stars in the show
your fans, mind you.
I’m a celebrity, said Carla.
Cover gigs, festivals, show biz events
hit snapper didn’t build a male dominated industry
types of fashion have your own ability mode

By Faye Tikic

 

Night-time

Night- Time
water, present.
Architects drawing a positivity blueprint
water, asked to collectively guide our future
now look forward
inform our future

By Faye Tikic

 

Councils made profit

councils made profit
councils increase charge
Monday, Sunday, Monday Saturday
enforcement reinvested

By Faye Tikic

Vibrant world awaits

Vibrant world awaits you
naturally no luggage
no sleep
pampering excitement of a golden ship
taste something

By Faye Tikic

Dramatically, dedicated streets

Dramatically, dedicated, streets
revealed
changes against
sense

By Faye Tikic