UCR Thesis Exhibition – Vingt-huit regards sur l’oeuvres d’art David Gilbert
Oh my friends, uploading images is stultifying. It is I, with the mind-numbed demeanor who now begs your pardon and requests a moment to take a walk and clear my head. Then shall I unleash a torrent of text upon you. Or words to that effect.
On the other hand I do want to warn you that I completely screwed every photo I took of David Gilber’s work in the gallery outside the small “studio” chamber pictured above. Darn. I’ll include below the few that aren’t fuzzy, even though these are mostly not representative of Gilbert’s work. Not that the above detail shots are representative, either!! Imagine me in a tiny room with no way to achieve any distance to catch the entire scene, what to do? Hence my title for this post: “Vingt-huit regards sur l’oeuvres d’art David Gilbert.” Any potential massacre of the grand and honored language of our French friends due entirely to my own ignorance and dependence on the internet and any success is credited to the music of Olivier Messiaen, in this case as translated by Jacaranda Music’s Patrick Scott.
Back in a flash.
It’s 11:41 on Wednesday morning.
An elucidation is needed, I left things out. Patrick Scott translates the title of Messiaen’s famous piece to read “Twenty glances at the baby Jesus.” Many are the translations of “regards” in this title. I learned of the music under the tutelage of Jacaranda Concerts and I prefer the term “glance.”
Consider the glance of a grandmother falling upon a new baby in the family, in it there will be love and soft caresses, and her glance will at once also search (probe greedily even – I have seen this happen myself) for bits and characteristics from family members long gone and who only she recalls. She may immediately reflect upon those gone friends and lovers and, perhaps recall a moment of love-making of her own that ultimately has brought this wonder that cries before her to life. Probably this lucky grandma will also consider her own coming demise and that this baby will take those characteristics that she recognizes and carry them, indeed grow them and add to them, throughout a long life to come; a life she will miss yet have a connection to, now in this moment. These are the “glances” to which I refer. This is the way we look at art.
Simple words can be the most powerful, they bear the tenderness of familiarity.
I believe I shall dedicate this post to Ellis Golinko and to his proud parents Michele and Ivan. I understand that young Ellis has family members visiting for the first time, one wouldn’t want such an event to pass unremarked.
May your time be rich and fun and beautiful, amusing and challenging and full of tiny magic corners, happy accidents and color. Keep learning as deeply and as far as your insatiable curiosity carries you Ellis – you have the examples of your parents to draw upon; and as you grow and look outward, the example of other artists who make work such as this to inspire you.
Thank you David Gilbert for inspiring me.
Geoff Tuck, April 20, 2011 12:52 PM
By the way, Jacaranda have a concert this Saturday that you really shouldn’t miss. “Passion & Stillness” celebrating the Liszt bi-centenary.