Dibbler-CMOT

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Roger

Today, I started an installation that I hope will push me further forward in what I do.
I have little in the way of description for you, as yet, since the ideas still need coalescing and bringing together.
I'll need a space some 2 metres by 3 to display it, and it concerns that most mystical of gateways, the eye.
It's giving me the heebeegeebees, as the thought of watchers is something that I dislike intensely; I would have done away with myself, had I lived in the DDR, with interactive surveillance and the Stasi.

I'll post some documentary photos somewhere soon.

I hope they will be of interest to you, this journey of mine into my very worst fears.

Best regards

Dibb

Dear Friends

Having suffered somewhat in having to come off a certain prescription drug, and other assorted humbuggery, I have been a little unwell for the past few months.
Regretfully - for you - I am now feeling well enough to resume my opinionated ramblings, and inflict upon an otherwise innocent collection of deviants that which I loosely term 'my art'.

My recovery, a ever, is due to the kindness of someone else - a certain the-infinite-opi (the-infinite-opi.deviantart.co…), who very kindly bought me a 12 month subscription to dA.  This act of kindness struck me so much that I have rallied from my period of artistic inactivity, and found once again my creative desire and will.
I would like to thank him from the bottom of my heart - and also the dA close friends who have not let me go, but waited, patiently, for me to recover. He - and they - have been instrumental in pulling me from the whirlpool of despair and artistic catatonia from which I have lately suffered.

Thank you, my friend (and my friends).

Art has always been - since my awakening to its power due to a painting by the British artist Christopher LeBrun (Tristan, 1988, www.christopherlebrun.co.uk/ne…) - an instrument to aid mental wellbeing; it is a codified way of saying the things I wish to say, without the necessity (or the danger) of exposing oneself completely to the public demesne.
It is important, since we can illustrate our world of transient, ephemeral objects and locations, highlighting the oft-overlooked and unregistered novelty of that which is about us.  Art educates as we draw out ourselves and our meanings in what can otherwise be nothing more than a mundane curiosity; either in nature or in the man-made, or in the physical or mental or spiritual, there is a beauty - truth - in all things, and, as artists, it is in our nature, I believe, to communicate such truths that transcend simple opinion or dogma.
Its healing properties, for the mind and spirit - and thence, as a consequence, the body - should never be underestimated.

Enough of my ramblings.
I hope you like my latest offerings.  They are the product of support and patience of others.

Again: thank you.

Best regards

Dibb

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Had one of those days? One where you have toiled and sweated to get your thousand or so page views, where you have tried to remain true to art, and put up for criticism your best efforts?

And then, one turns a corner, and a page with a fake road sign with dubious xenophobic overtones, with the name of the initiating www url still on it, has, over the period of a few weeks, gained over 32,000 pageviews, and more than 2,700 favourites.
A piece so anti-anything that could be called art, that all you can do is sigh, and wonder whether to hang up one's paint-daubed apron for good.  Or to empty all the tubes of colour down the sink, and refuse to recycle the tubes.

I look and see the quite amazing variety of skilled and inspirational art here - works of creativity and true worth - and I see they have a handful of views, and a paltry few favourites.
Now, pageviews and favourites are not everything; this is not a collector's club, it is a gallery of some standing.  Quality - and a pithy, edifying comment - always triumphs over quantity, in my opinion.

This, then, is the sort of day - my breakfast barely settled in my stomach, certainly not yet chyme-like - I'm having.  One when I wonder whether there is a worth to this, or whether it is merely my own vanity that hopes that someone might like the quality stuff (not just mine, but dA-wide) better than a poor joke from another website.

I thank God for friends who look at such stuff, and take the time to collect it, and even add a really cool comment.

Make Art, Not War, 'tis said.
Make art, not Crap, I sa.

Have a good day, all three of you!

Yours respectfully

El Dib