Did you guess: "wts, bjork! #1"***
Sporks**** and what might be possible if I incorporated them into art was my inspiration.
To create a piece that incorporated sporks, I perceived there may be some obstacles that needed to be addressed, such as how to get the sporks to stick to the canvas. That is when the spray adhesive got invited to this party. In order to gain the randomness of where the sporks would end up on the canvas, the entire canvas had to first be sprayed with the adhesive.
After spraying the adhesive and randomly dropping the sporks***** onto the canvas, I pondered "what if I spray paint the entire thing some color? Then that will sort of further adhere the sporks to the canvas to really make the sporks seem like they were a part of the canvas all along."
In hind sight, I am not so sure why I chose gray. Perhaps white may have been a better choice. A little late to be second guessing, right? Plus, this is art. Technically can there be a mistake?
Then came the fun part. I poured the different colors of paint into little dishes and opened up a fresh package of paint brushes. I asked some of the neighbor kids to assist me by splashing paint onto the canvas. As you can imagine, they were only too happy to oblige.
When we finished, I have to say we were all quite pleased with the results. A collaborative art piece had surely been birthed that fine, sunny, SoCal afternoon.
Sadly, little by little the sporks began to bail from "wts, bjork #1" after I hung it on my wall. Some sporks and the lone fork are still hanging in there. And now happy again, because without planning it, I kind of like the outline the bailed sporks have left on this instant masterpiece.
Isn't masterpiece slightly grandiose, Lori?
Well, without really realizing it this piece is sort of Jackson Pollock-esque. If his are, why can't mine be?
With the pleasure derived from "wts, bjork! #1", I was ready to invest another $10 for an Ikea table top (same one as I referred to in the previous blog post) and some hardware I thought may work to hang the soon-to-be created "wts, bjork! #2" to my wall.
I enjoy having this piece on my wall by my kitchen table. Maybe it would be more whimsical if I had named this piece, "Sporks on a Table Top" or something. Or maybe I could refer to future pieces as Kitchen Pop Art. You know what "they" say, though? Once you begin to define something too narrowly, limitation is surely and soon to follow.
For "wts, bjork! #3", I decided to try something a little different while continuing with the whimsy. Or maybe I like to think of it more like a "wink" (since those that "get it or got it" these pieces are sort of a send up on tables and sporks: things that usually involve eating and not art). For the one affixed item that isn't a spork, I included a Hello Kitty (TM) tooth brush. Get it? Sporks on a table and everyone knows good girls and boys always brush after eating. (Btw, this piece was a gift made for a girl's bedroom.)Any whoo, I get that these art pieces in no way whatsoever ever included a true moment of suffering for one's art. Isn't that necessary to be taken seriously as an artist and to have one's art be considered art? What if it isn't?
Also, as with every post I write for this blog, you (the reader) don't have to like what I consider art and/or even consider it to be art. In this case, you don't need to refer to me as an artist. You don't need to enjoy my writing either.
What pleases me is that I have now convinced my self that I am an artist. Even if I suck at drawing and painting freehand items that look like something. Even if some of my art takes me a relatively short period of time to create. And, even if I experienced a lot of fun and pleasure creating my art.
Also, I am going to go out on a metaphoric, digital limb here...get all controversial up in here...to express my interesting point of view that if you consider the expansive parameters of what constitutes art, there is most likely a little bit of artist in us all. In other words, "surely if I can, then so can you".
What might you create today just for the fun of it?
end of posting fine print: all photos are copyright 2012 Lori J. Bjork, lbjork9999@yahoo.com
*Why my fascination with sporks? Who can say? Perhaps it has something to do with my last name being "Bjork" (pronounced like"buh" and then "york") and how spork rhymes with "Bjork" and I like rhymes. In some circles sporks are referred to as "foons". Would I have been so fascinated by this object if they were more commonly referred to as the "foon"? And why did spork sort of "win out" over foon as the more commonly used moniker for this utensil? My theory, sporks had a better publicist. Speaking of publicists, sometimes I wonder if I had a publicist perhaps I would become the Kim K (you know who I mean) of "art 4 art's sake: L.A.". Although, again, as long as I am aiming for Kim K, why not the Queen of "art 4 art's sake"? It is good to be the Queen, yes?
**I love to jovially refer to the word "neighborhood" as "hood".
***"wts" is something I made up inspired by the text speak of "wtf". "wft" is short for "what the f***". "wts" is short for "what the spork". Also, the #1 implies there is at least a #2.
****I really sacrificed (she wrote dripping with sarcasm) for my art with these pieces, as I had to make a lot of trips to Taco Bell. Taco Bell to me is the best and surest place to go and know I can pick up an extra spork or two or ten with my taco supreme and one of my favorite soda concoctions, which they have the exclusive rights to. I'd tell you what it is, but then...
*****And one random plastic knife as a symbol of non-conformity.
******To date there has been no "wts, bjork! #4" (not to say there couldn't be in the future). What can I say? I get bored easily.
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