"Participation and Return" Saki Machida February 2013, 2 - February 6, 2013
Venue: Art Gallery T+
Date: June 2013, 2 (Wednesday) - June 6, 2013 (Friday)
*Opens at 10:00 on the first day, closes at 17:30 on the last day
Exhibitor: Saki Machida (2nd year, Western Painting major)
This painting would not have come into existence without the presence of others.
During this period, workshops will be held within T+.
Let's draw together!Date and time 2/6: 1,4st, 6th to XNUMXth period
2/7: 1,6st and XNUMXth period
2/8: 2,3,6st and XNUMXth period
T+review
On a dull, overcast winter evening, I was just feeling depressed and walking alone, listlessly down the pedestrian walkway. I wasn't looking for anything in particular, so I decided to enter T+, where an exhibition had just started. The exhibit consisted of a large painting that the artist had drawn in association with a theme given to him by visitors at a school festival, and about four paintings of various things drawn on A4-sized paper. For some reason, there were chairs and desks in the venue.
With music playing in the gallery, the exhibition organizer and a viewer are sitting on low chairs and a desk, drawing something on the same piece of paper.
Even when I entered the exhibition space, the two of them did not look up, but were completely absorbed in their work. After waiting for a while, the organizer called out to the viewers, "20 seconds," and rotated the paper 90 degrees. Then the two of them started drawing something on the paper again... The rules were simple. Participants chose a song from the music player provided, and while the song was playing, they drew whatever came to mind on the paper. Then, every 20 seconds, the paper was rotated 90 degrees. They continued to draw on it. The important thing to note was "not to think." I actually participated in it. At first, I was thinking about what to draw, and my pen didn't move, but 20 seconds is too short a time to draw something concrete. Before I knew it, I was just moving my pen desperately. 20 seconds passed, and the paper was rotated 90 degrees. I just moved my hand without thinking about anything. As I continued this production, which was similar to "work," various emotions began to swirl in my mind, separate from the body that was moving. The emotion, which could not be distinguished between anger and sadness, rose and fell, and was directly expressed in the movement of my hand, which I drew on the paper. Looking at what I had drawn, my mind became unsettled again. "Round and round and round," "What is this?" The hesitation I had felt until a moment ago about adding to someone else's drawing disappeared somewhere, and I began to add to the drawing of the person I was drawing with, with destructive feelings of "It has nothing to do with me," and "I'd rather destroy it." Instinct, rather than reason, won out in this action.
The music stopped, and the words "It's over" brought me back to reality. Is this what it means to paint a picture without any thought? While my hands were moving, my feelings were overflowing from my heart, and I felt anxious and in pain. But when I finished, I felt a refreshing sense of fatigue. (Terada Sanae)
