A New World
Louisa’s mind is an intricately textured sigh - a deep breath which blurs boundaries as she surrenders to the mystery of the in-between space - between human and animal, mind and earth.
“The only way of travelling to the future in the now, is to live on the edge or horizon of processes - the liminal spaces where human and the non-human meet, like human and Nature, human and animal, human and the more-than-human, mind and earth, the soles of your feet and the soil . It is a deliberate venture to illicit the space between exploring and elucidating the physics, the ontology of the vibrational or quivering breath, delicately textured with mystery, movements, memory and musings .”
Unfolding of the present moment, which ‘happens’ to us, fulfils itself in us.
This body of work moves into the arena of intellectual mysticism, which embraces the living roots(origin) of developing consciousness and how it constantly transforms and transcends reality into a translucent sphere, spiralling human consciousness across the span of history into the present – “always-already shaped by tomorrow”.
This unfolding of the present moment, which ‘happens’ to us, fulfils itself in us – in the singing colours of the everlasting which softens time.
she lives in nothingness
painting masks to survive
shocking and strange faces
showing up in instinctual places
she does everything out of nothing
etching curvy lines
with her diamond-sharp eyes
into the mirage of infantile impressions
she wears the ideologies of the time
the bad breast stories of Melanie Klein
embroidered on her blouse
in newspaper collages
she walks lightly shuffling slightly
with dancers in her mind
arranging fresh rainbow flowers
inside time’s softening hours