This piece at Frieze caught my eye. Unfortunately as seems to always happen at least once in these fairs I walk away with some work or other stuck in my mind and no reference to it’s originator. I’d appreciate anyone rectifying this with names and details. In the meantime I’m left with this gorgeous sculptural piece in the memory, joined with seams of gold; tactile and re-appropriated globules or cold, crackled china.
Frieze and the golden-seamed china
Her drawings are an amalgam of imagery from the bookplate to patchwork and archival draftsmanship.
It’s easy to look back at the past and think that all other eras knew their own minds and with purist zeal were able to create entirely new work, for and of the time, without reference to their predecessors. Not so at all, which is one reason why I love scouting around the decorative arts in museums so much. Perhaps they validate my penchant for re-appropriation. Influence, or inspiration?; magical words that treat us to new ideas and open an old way to a new frame of vision.