"Wild is the Air", 2015 (c) Dianne Bowen, detail of spray paint drawing on snow |
Yesturday a blizzard hit New York City. Perfect timing I thought to go do some work on the mural. The park was silent, pristine and empty. Usually a loud siren somewhere but not today, just me, the storm and the drawing. Perfecto !
I paced a bit to and fro thinking about the next move. That morning I'd come up with a loose plan. Using black spray paint I'd follow the lines from the work out into the snow and see what happens? My "what if?" moment. Playing with the wind I'd allowed it to have it's two cents. Holding the spray can close to the ground for clear lines and farther to allow the wind to dissipate the paint mist.
My intention in thought; the paint a mist sprayed onto the snow would vanish to the human eye as the weather changed just enough to change snow to water. "Changing states" it would be released from the snow and allowed to gather or flow into or away from it's current origin or perhaps simply seep deeper still into it's current location? A line which appears, disappears, simply changes states like glass; never really still..
"Wild is the Air", 2015 (c) Dianne Bowen, detail of spray paint drawing on snow |
"Wild is the Air", 2015 (c) Dianne Bowen, detail of spray paint drawing on snow |
"Wild is the Air", 2015 (c) Dianne Bowen, detail of spray paint drawing on snow |
"Wild is the Air", 2015 (c) Dianne Bowen, detail of spray paint drawing on snow |
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