This house was a rabbit warren of hidden rooms, underground cellars, dusty attics and years of unknown history. We went exploring. It felt un-lived in. It needed occupying. Out in the garden we all as a group led by Bianca underwent some rite of passage ritual to break free of any creative blocks we may have been carrying. Can't name this ritual as not entirely sure what it was. Time to explore.
Lago di Tenno is a stunning glacial turquoise lake nearby which we explored. Time for sound recording, observing, photographing, listening, taking a dip in the freezing waters. The next two days involved the amazing husband & wife team of Manolo & Juri (Dolomit Learning) giving us a tour in an anthropological & sociological way of the region including the beauty that is Riva del Garda.
The exhibition by this time was looming on the Thursday. Guests had been invited. Food had been ordered. We had yet to produce work or curate our show. Pressure was on. I found myself retreating from the frantic production line of the main studio space to a quieter room and worked from a less frantic setting. It was a massively glorious time to only have to think about my work. To not have the distractions, pulls, commitments of daily life stop starting the flow of ideas. Things began to crystalline. To deconstruct. To simplify. Everything began being paired down to it's most essential parts.
I began to muse on relationships & connections. Both of the local folk and of our group and of those at home. What ties us together? What causes tension? What are the spaces in-between?