It has been another surprisingly prolific year, another five series, 289 works in total. Understandably, I am feeling a little jaded and because of a number of keen disappointments, private and professional, I will take a break for a month or so and write some fiction. It’s a way to deal with a few things.
Last year’s reflections were fairly thorough as an explanation for this surge in production. All I can add here is that while my dissertation did not result in a doctorate, it did provide me with a much broader framework in which to see my efforts, did at least map options. So I attribute this in part to the greater diversity of themes since 2010. I might have stumbled upon them in any case, but I doubt I would have sized them up so promptly, seen the links so clearly.
The year was also notable for publishing nine more reviews on Melbourne Art Seen and building a modest readership. I actually met people at openings that knew of the blog – shock! I felt guilty that there were a lot of shows that deserved reviews, that I simply didn’t have time to do, but I fit reviewing in around my own art practice, so the reviews are always going to be a bit sporadic.
Finally, if I have to list this year’s output in terms of preference, they would be:
- GOOD-LUC GODARD
- YOUR TURN