This is the final post of four things on http://www.fourfortheday.com but the site will remain open with updates on the things to come.
This has been a truly amazing year with this project. From day one I knew when I was organizing my studio and seeing how many small collections of things I kept and really loved, to Allison Sommers first post on January 2nd 2011, and in early November when all weeks had been assigned, and now when everything is all said and done that the concept of this project was something people really enjoy. We love our stuff and other peoples as well.
I can’t thank the Guest Editor’s enough for making this what it is. It takes courage to expose the things we hold onto. The Guest Editor’s did it and the internet has found out a little more about each of them.
I encourage everyone to keep checking back to find out what is next for this little project. My hope is a bound book and art exhibition. But I am open to other possibilites.
My humble thank you to everyone who made this possible and the collectors around the world, past, present, and future.
Happy New Year.
s. arden hill
Besides being part of a group of reminders to keep starting again, I call them my ‘paper bunnies’. My studio gets dusty, the dust is accumulating, I am excited to see them blanketed with dust.
This one was difficult to select just four.
Ultimately, I like that these four represent vision dependent upon direction. The binoculars magnify. The mirror lends hindsight. The peripheral telescope affords sideways vision. The pen observes from all directions, sometimes simultaneously.
For me, tools of observation are collectibles because of what they aspire to. They attempt to diminish blindspots. To see that little bit more, to bring things that little bit closer, thus understand that much better.
For emphasis. And for Just examination.
Collections strike me as emblems of repetition. I like repetition. I like that repetition always describes both loss and gain; the failure to repeat with absolute fidelity. That approaches me as a very tender way to describe being human, and emancipates failure from the bridle of futility.
I also like that these were abandoned in my studio by one of my most favourite humans, someone I love without conditions. Without posture. No matter how Roland Barthes parses the Lover’s Discourse. Happy Valentine’s Day, Shanker.
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