BETTINA CARL
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BETTINA CARL: ARTISTIC STATEMENT

BETTINA CARL: ZU MEINER ARBEITSWEISE
 
 
BETTINA CARL: Was ich noch sagen wollte, Sie aber nicht unbedingt lesen müssen

BETTINA CARL: Something else I wanted to say but you don't necessarily have to read
 
 
STEFAN NEUNER: The Big Sky (verkleinert).  Bemerkungen zur Zeichnung bei Bettina Carl

STEFAN NEUNER: The Big Sky (Diminished).  Notes on Bettina Carl's Drawings
 

KEN PRATT: Bettina Carl - Strumming for Martyrdom.
 
 

 
 
BETTINA CARL:

Something else I wanted to say but you don't necessarily have to read
 
 


Where almost everything is so distracting



1. to sort out

In my pocket I feel the keys, and a small piece of paper with an old

shopping list. And yes, there's a coin for the cart (well that's something

at least, cause the backpack's going to be heavy, with the cans and the

milk and the juice and the long queues), but there's no cleenex in the

pocket, no crumbly tiny scrap, nothing. What about a bakery: swing open

the door, sniffing loudly, and ask for a tissue? But I won't buy any bread

there, so, excuse me please I just, could I please - yes caught a cold you

see, sorry? No, I'd rather not.



My nose is running and I am alone here, moving in jerks. Eyes weeping,

my head tries to find a path for the backpack, the coat, the shoes and myself.

I'm advancing discreetly, avoiding the side stones, the looks, the windows,

the traffic lights, in a slalom. It's all about not appearing engaged with one's

steps: walking with an air of detachment and still being nice, speaking up

just right in time YES! Thanks, same to you.





2. to delete

It all comes back to the question of distance then, of keeping in touch with

the important, while taking due care to stay clear off the trivial. On closer

inspection, one will find that the overwhelming part of our capacity to

process perceptions is busy erasing information, deleteing concurrances,

dismissing incentives and passing by the climax and preface of tales in

the act of becoming.



Everything is immediately true in the first place, yet instantly we begin to

assort our impressions as neglectable or worthwhile preserving. (For the

minor issues there exists a storage system, a gate to cover the spaceless

depths of oblivion. Maybe this resembles those gambling machines in glass

boxes with slowly moving shelves ... on every landing, metal money is piling

up. Loads of coins may possibly pour down into the hands of the gambler -

one shilling can make it happen! But generally it all just tends to get more

and more, and always smaller, too.)





3. to depict

The images are desperately trapped in words. Something never stops babbling,

each spot and each line is involved in the talkshow featuring the spectator, the

paper and the history of art.

form follows function Drawing is a visualisation of wandering loops of thoughts

that have been consequently persecuted. Yet wherever we turn to, someone will

enter the picture to flourish a bunch of what-ever, blocking our view of the glaring

horizon of meaning. So drawing is an attempt to render an incoherent materiality

to an immaterial process: of getting lost, of seeing too much and of thinking too

much at a time. Quite often, it looks like an oversight.