It’s finals time, so I’m looking at a lot of projects. Sometimes a student with mediocre skills and a less that stellar concept can impress us with obsessive workmanship. Why are we so fascinated by repetitive behavior? By minute detail? Do we so empathize with the artist who agonizes over a piece, evidencing sweat and patience?
Personally I find repetitive actions in art making extremely relaxing. Today I painted tiny little plaids for several hours, and lessened the stress headache that’s been building for days.
Beaded sculptures by LA artist Mary Bonic (not a student!)
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