Shayna Wells

Reconfigured Landscape no. 1, 2, 3.  Shayna Wells, photo Carl Warner.  Currently touring with Bimblebox: art - science - nature.

Reconfigured Landscape no. 1, 2, 3. Shayna Wells, photo Carl Warner. Currently touring with Bimblebox: art – science – nature.

Shayna Wells, Bimblebox Artist Camp 2013, photo by Jill Sampson

Shayna Wells, Bimblebox Artist Camp 2013, photo by Jill Sampson

Shayna Wells

My photographs are about reframing the landscape. I’m interested in exploring our environment and what informs our visual vocabulary based on our direct experience. The concentration of tension that exists between the now and the becoming, to merge with the viewer into the afterwards.

The camera renders as a metaphor for the process of memory.

The process of the work is about relating the first experience of a place, a specific point in time to the way that experience is recorded, interpreted and represented into a new form. This process hopefully opens up the dialog for reassessing our first hand experience in the present time and to question what we interpret our environments to be.

On Bimblebox:

My approach to working at the site at Bimblebox was to try to go without any expectation of an outcome from the site, to rather let the site speak for itself. I went prepared with a vary of materials:  writing, drawing and painting media and the camera with mirrors. I found that the journey to Bimblebox become just as important as being at the site. The contrast made it all the more important to create a work that spoke about the beauty and subtly of the site.

After the second day I felt like I had a breakthrough, after many hours sitting drawing and familiarising myself with the area around the campsite. The sun was setting and I had about an hour left to work before nightfall. I set up the mirrors on the desk I was working at and pointed it towards the sunset through the cluster of Yellow Jackets and Bimblebox trees. It was in that moment that seemed to encapsulate the experience of Bimblebox. It captured the transitory nature of each day changing the landscape slowly and this forever constant presence that seemed to exist.

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