Demented Confessions – Invocation

Invocation

Demented – from Old French dementer or late Latin dementare, from demens ‘out of one’s mind’.

Confessions – via Old French from Latin confessio (n-) from confiteri ‘acknowledge’

Invocation

 

My Renovation Quest was to become out of my mind. Somewhat in the same way one is out of milk or coffee but more to the point outside of the rational and the drunken monkey, like the Dadaist Buddhists were if they ever were.

I do not welcome madness. I did once or twice but there was no pleasure in it.

Dali said: “The only difference between me and a madman is that I am not mad”.

So I confess and acknowledge what is found. Each work is a confession and a confirmation. I honour each work as an actual act of art made with these hands, eyes, heart and brain.

 It was another hard winter, here in the soft northwest Pacific sense of ‘hard’. Almost endless rain and if not rain then air so loaded with icy moisture one could squeeze it like a sponge and almost get snowflakes. A chilling, foggy dank, cabin fever, mossy, dripping, out of one’s mind Gothic kind of winter as I began these wall boxes. They are a necessary transition from my free standing ‘Renovation Art’ sculptures to that which comes next.

They made me laugh and wonder and ask what, and why.

In the dark hibernation of my winter past, in the name of Renovation, I made my confessions every day and night to all who still lived and listened. Did you hear my sins? Did you enjoy them? Did you hear my invocation? Must there be sacrifice?

Self-indulgent revelations in the fur and fire of the cave.

 

Invocation. Mixed media relief wall box by clinock. H.8″ (20.32 cm) x W.8″ (20.32 cm) x D.2″ (5.08 cm).

April Redux – 2014 – Siena Ghost

Siena Ghost

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Inquisitive ghost

haunting bright Siena day

with curtained glances

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Photograph and haiku by clinock

Stranded (renovation art 8)

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ocean man, stranded

high and dry under full moon,

losing the magic

of the sea.

 

ocean man, longing

for waves and distant thunders,

knowing the sacrifice

of sadness.

 

ocean man, dreaming

of the salt and foam of tides

surrendering the dream

forever.

 

 

Art and poem by clinock.

Stranded. H.7″ x W.6″ x D.6″. Fired and stained clay.

Red Priest (renovation art 7)

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Thigh deep in the swamp of forgetting

you believe you have found the Eden snake,

the flute of the infinite, the heavenly pump.

and you choke and blow and stroke

toward the surrender of the second coming.

 

You do not remember your own body,

how holy and precious your breasts and tail,

and so you reach out to contaminate the innocent

in the name of the holy

you desecrate desire and are a coward of love.

 

Art and Poem by clinock.

Red Priest. H.9″ x W.7″ x D.7″. Acrylic stain on fired clay.

Reluctant Need (renovation art 6)

Reluctant Need.

“Out of the eater came forth meat, and out of the strong came forth sweetness”   (Judges. 14:14).

Reluctant Need by clinock. H.6″x W.6″x D.8″ varies. Fired and stained clay with doll part.

tête-à-tête (renovation art 5)

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better eye to eye

than head to head

but better head to head

than back to back

 

this is the dueling stance,

ten paces gentlemen

then turn and kill

and may the best man win

 

how do we measure

‘the best’, and ‘man’

while the ‘not quite so best’

die again and again?

 

Sacrifice is an archaic prayer

of blood, shadows and dark power

but still we feed the endless fires

and the insatiable gods

 

 

Art and Poem by Clinock

Sculpture: tête-à-tête by Clinock. H. 8″ x W. 6″ x D. 8″ (varies). Fired and acrylic stained clay / feathers / screws / beads / painted wood base.

Trucker (renovation art 4)

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Sculpture: Trucker, by Clinock. H. 8″ x W. 3″ x D. 6″. Fired and stained clay / collaged toy truck.

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