Rebecca Horn
Horn's retrospective exhibition, Bodylandscapes, just moved to Hayward Gallery in London, after its previous German edition. In Guardian Unlimited's feature, not much reads particularly insightful about the German artist's person and her path of creation. Exhaustive descriptions but not sufficient analytical views.These few sentences, associated less directly to her body sculptures and automata installations, are worth some reflection for everybody:
'...This is not the Richard Dawkins universe, where everything can be boxed and labelled. Horn is a mystic. "Every day," she says, "for an hour in the mornings, I breathe, I open my spine, I put up my light. A swam taught me." ... You have to believe in something, and you have to give that out to the world. All my life, I am giving out.... Most people live in a little prison in their minds." She believes that this incarceration happens gradually, as we get older, and that one of the reliefs of art is the light it sends through the bars.' (Photograph: Martin Argles/Text: Jeanette Winterson)While surfing for information, I came to this work I visited in Munster back in 1997.
Update: A bit more on The Pencil Mask by "we make money not art".
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