Tacita Dean: Antigone 4 – It looks like we missed the sunset.

230818 - TB28aThe forth and final part of my instant drawings from the showing of Tacita Dean’s film “Antigone.”

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The other parts (if you haven’t seen them yet, and want to!) can be seen here:
Antigone 1 – Where did I get the courage to put out my eyes?
Antigone 2 – Why did it take so long? …to get from there to here?
Antigone 3 – How did I get my name?

Tacita Dean: Antigone 3 – How did I get my name?

 

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Part 3 of my instant sketches from the showing of the Tacita Dean film “Antigone.”

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The other posts connected to this film can be found below:
Antigone 1 – Where did I get the courage to put out my eyes?
Antigone 2 – Why did it take so long? …to get from there to here?

Tacita Dean: Antigone 1 – Where did I get the courage to put out my eyes?

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The following sketches, and the ones I’m going to put in the next three blog posts, were all drawn at lightening speed – just a few seconds each – trying to capture the thrill of seeing Tacita Dean’s film “Antigone” that was being shown at the Royal Academy in London. Screen shots – a moment in time.

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Footprints 1 – Following me around.

I can’t remember when or where I drew these footprints. I dug them out the other day, when looking for something else. A complete mystery, but obviously from somewhere.

It reminds me of the quote from Rodin in my previous blog “Walking with Rodin.” and I deliberately mis-quote him here: “It is not my Footprints in themselves that interests me, but rather the thought of where they have come from, and where they are going to.” Having unearthed them, they already seem to be following me around the house a bit. I’m wondering if they are about to disappear all by themselves behind a cupboard or something, and re-emerge again in 5 years time, to haunt me.

As to what animal it is – that I think must have come out of my imagination. Polar Bear, Mammoth, Yeti? Perhaps I will have to lie in wait, and see if the animal that produced them appears again.

They are not mine – I have ascertained that. Although I did draw them. Or did I?