Sometimes I see things online that are so interesting that I make a mental note of it to myself and leave it at just that. For example, I saw these dresses made out of maps by artist Elisabeth Lecourt, based in London, over at Lost at E Minor a couple months ago and I just saved a note about it on my Springpad – an app that holds most of my personal notes and observations. I share a little less here than I did a year ago, because I thought that I didn’t need to contribute more noise out there, since others were doing a pretty bang up job at it anyway.
But then I asked myself what this blog was for, right from the beginning – it’s not just for you, my dear readers. It’s also for me – you guys are just taking a peek into my brain, really (don’t worry, you’re all invited). I must apologize because I sometimes forget that – performance anxiety and all. And gosh darn it – if I see something that makes me squeal with delight – even if it has been reblogged a thousand times already – then I’ll try my best to remember that perhaps you haven’t squealed just yet.
Sensitivity and vulnerability are the main subjects in the work of the artist Elisabeth Lecourt. In the work of Elisabeth Lecourt the feminine figure is seen like the spine of her house, like an essential component of this particular world. But the woman like structure to medular can be a contradiction, because although funge like the strong part that maintains the building, is also vulnerable and touching. The vulnerability of the human being, the fragility of the bodies exposed by Lecourt proposes a painful beauty as well, as much by the emotional thing of the topic like by its own necessity to understand our body and what there is within us.