When you look at the clouds, what do you see?
..animals, monsters, creatures of all sorts?
If you don't, you might want to give it another go.
It so happens that as we grow older we also grow out of imagination, that ability of the mind to be creative or resourceful. We put aside our doodles and 'get real', we do things according to a functionalistic spectrum, we cease to see the non-obvious and we trade it with belief systems. We forget that we once used to see what was not necessary there to everyone's eye.
When you do see those things in the clouds, how would it feel to grab a pen a draw them staight on the sky's surface? I say pretty satisfactory.
And if you are tired of the usual imaginary, even better: no cloud is similar to one another. But alas, I cannot draw on the sky's surface.
I started to work with stains during a time in my life that you could describe as the artistic equivalent of a writer's block. I felt sick and tired of the repetitive patterns in my artworks and the predictability of my imagination. The mechanicity of my mind was killing the joy of creating.
The discovery of what I call Stains Art was quite providential. I happened to accidentally drop some coffee on a paper, and soon enough realized that the liquid created an image in which my eye immediately recognized several figures.
Once my eye defined the images in the stain of coffee that was now dry, I then started to follow their outline with a pen, to bring to life the visions that they suggested.
Those visions were very intense and often disturbing. This process began to develop in a very interesting activity of self-discovery and soon I realized the immense artistic as well as therapeutic potential of such a liberating act of projection.
This use of stains as projective exercise is better known in the studies of the
psychologist Rorschach’s ink blots test. This test was designed as a way of
determining how a person perceptually and cognitively relate to life and how
he responds or copes with emotions, situations and all inner or external stimuli.
The person is shown a set of cards with ink blots, and then asked what images he
sees in them.
In my stains however, the emphasis it’s not on the interpretation of the my visual perception, which I happily leave to the public's amusement, but rather on the very experience of liberating expression of the moltitude of subconscious images that live inside me and that I could only discover by letting them out.
It might be just a brillian trick for whoever is stuck on repetive creative patterns and wants to look a bit deeper into the imaginative realm of the self. There you might find things you do not always want to see. You may think " I cannot possibly see such things! I don't even know how they look like!" or " where all these penises come from?!" and so on and so forth.
But hey, there is much more of what you don't know about yourself than you could possibly know.
Freedom from it, it's a great start.