This week I’ve read a book I hadn’t thought about in a long time and I was in a nostalgic mood, so I thought about Kafka. Well, almost everything makes me think about Kafka so it wasn’t really unexpected but anyway…
Kafka made me think about Prague and Prague made me want to post this drawing. To me it is a good representation of why this city is stuck in my head since I’ve been there in February. It is grandiose, beautiful and for my entire stay I could feel something hovering over my head, something great. The castle of course was almost always in my line of sight. Reminding me of the incredible ingenuity men can demonstrate : assembling rocks to build cathedrals or words to write novels. I could see the narrative written by Kafka unfolding in front of me. I could feel the mutual influence between him and the city.
And with that I could feel his influence on me. In Prague I was feeling at home yet far from it. There is a word for the later in French ” dépaysé “.
It is strange how comfortable and easy it can be to just let myself slip into this imaginary world that feels like it was made just for me. A world in which imagination and “spirituality” play a greater role than the pragmatic reality. It is strange how it can feel more real in a new environment that helps you notice it than in everyday life when you just tend to forget.
Reality is what you feel and interpret as much as what there is to perceive. That makes life absurd yet unique for everyone.
Don’t you feel it sometimes ? Don’t you often see memories and ideas appearing while watching something, wonderful or not, that could just be meaningless?
Apparently I forgot to post my drawing from holidays 2016 when I was in Riga. So, let’s correct this mistake right now.
I went there to see two very good friends, one of them being the one I talked about in a previous post about a deer. The other one being one of my classmates from university with whom I have many good memories.
From this stay I actually only have one regret : the absence of snow despite the cold weather but it is such a great memory to look back to.
I made this drawing as a commissioned work for someone I used to co-work with.
I really like this kind of drawings with dots. The symbolism of a multitude of insignificant, rough, most basic and imperfect little things, ; created by the contacts of two opposites : the dark ink of a pointy pen and the white, immaculate and smooth piece of paper. All this absurdity, put in a larger perspective to create meaning.
The line has meaning, the letter does to. They have shape and intention. But the dot isn’t even placed with premeditation. It is only the momentum that made it exist, and it is the same momentum that will make it bland and invisible in the mass. But despite all of it, it gives texture, meaning and a certain “beauty” to the ensemble.
Soon I’ll be back in Spain for a few day so I thought that it might be time to put this one here.
It reminds me of a very good period last year when I had the chance to travel a bit in France and Spain and to see some of my best friends.
Luckily next month might be similar, which makes me very impatient. I’m often frustrated not being able to see my best friends more than once or twice each year but that also makes it more special when it happens.
Here is a little reminder from a recent weekend I’ve spent in Paris with one of my best and oldest friends.
I found this view of the eiffel tower vey fitting since it’s taken from the Palais de Tokyo where we were the night before for a DJ set.
But mostly, to me, it would represent how influential he was, and still is. Being one of the triggers for my newly found outgoing personnality. Making me face and confront at least some aspects of reality, and generally helping me better myself while I’m still as annoying as ever 😀
Obviously, I was just trying to illustrate a good moment and a nice view when I started it but we can always find new meanings to our creations right ?
Happy sankta Lucia, Because this day is a reminder that even though it doesn’t look like it, the future is the promise of brighter things to come. Well to me, tomorrow will be about one such wonder anyway.