Wordpress Blog for Art

Hello all, I probably should have done this a long time ago, but for those new to the blog I have moved all art (dust) related blogging to my wordpress blog.

http://nataliakomis.wordpress.com/

So please take a peak to see what I have been up to with my art.

Thanks!

Featured on British University Artists

My work has just been featured on British University Artists website which is quite nice!

They have chosen my cast drawers Past, Present and Future 2010 and my Resin Dust I piece.

Profound Thought 4 - Stone

What does this stone possess that I don't?
It lives on; through life, through death, through war, through crisis.
Humanity is just an essence, a thing, an ephemeral part of this stone's being. I will die, while it survives, it carries on. It will burn, drown, be broken, but it will be strong, it will live on. It will be here long after I am gone.
How do I compare to this stone?
A soft, malleable creature, being, thing, in the eyes of the stone.
Stone has more life than I. More presence. My life is just a fleeting moment in this stone's existence.
Yet eventually this stone will be all that is left to prove I ever was.
Thank you stone. We are one.

Compressing Dust

So I have been cleaning.
Sweeping.
Hoovering.
Freezing dust.
And now I want to compress it.
Compress it to such an extent that it will stick together.
Collect and archive the dust. Our dust. Our dirt. Our trace. Our skin particles. Our hair.
Dust is made up of lots of different components that we do not see. All of which are part of the world in which we live in.

Encapsulated Dust Particles in Resin

Sweeping Flour #2

Sweeping Flour #2, originally uploaded by Natalia-Komis.

Sweeping Flour

Sweeping Flour 2, originally uploaded by Natalia-Komis.

My First Crit This Year...

So, for my first crit of the year I submitted my video of me sweeping in and around the studio, others being unaware of what I was doing and why. I became as much fascinated by the almost comical way in which the process was captured on film, as with the actual dirt I swept up. Therefore could not decide which to show, and so paired them together. 

During the crit, questions were brought up concerning the urn. Why did I put the dirt in the urn?

Some didn't like it because of its obvious connotations to death. However, I think that is why I liked it. 

At first I started by just sweeping the floor because it was dirty, then I liked the way I was peeling away the paint on the floor whilst doing it, sweeping away the layers.

Leading back to my fascination with buildings and architecture and imprints that are left. So by actually having swept a layer of skin almost off this building I was preserving the imprints and history of all those whom had stepped on or produced work on this floor.

Though, after the crit I decided to try it without the urn, and emptied the contents onto the surface of the plinth, as it would be when I empty the dustpan. I do like the idea of archiving and preserving each dustpan's worth of dirt, maybe which room it came from and what date. 

It seems as though I'm going to be a professional cleaning lady after all...

Profound Thought 3 - Our Shadows

Love is not Loved
Hector Bianciotti


Every man bears within himself
partial beings
that are unaware of eachother's 
existence: we
are born many, we die only one - or
none-
and to recount is to remember
oneself.


Our Shadows:

Memories are what shape us as
individuals, past,
present and future.
What defines human
existence? What makes us
what we are? What is it
that becomes an essence
of our mortality - the
inanimate, the trace?
Our trace as a human race, is
our journey, our
story, our history.
Our shadows of
humanness.



Natalia Komis

Sweeping

Empty unlocked spaces

The people in the flat below me have moved out and the flat is being renovated and restored. However it is being left unlocked. So I have been raiding it at night and taking videos and photos, exploring the idea of invading space and surveying what is in the space; almost in an uncontrollable voyeuristic approach.
The blue lights in some of the photos are from me shining a torch in the dark onto certain spots that interest me.

I'll keep you updated on my mischievous escapades, including various secret collaborations that have evolved in the space.

Some Drawing

Drawing Somerset Place out - how it was. 

 

 

Projected plans onto muslin...

I am interested to see how projections can be seen through material, almost creating a false wall.

  

These ones are from behind the material, interesting how you feel like your not supposed to be there, not supposed to see that back of it. 

 

 

Black Windows

Reflecting Somerset Place plans onto the original bath stone that was found near the site.