Have you seen the Frye’s exhibit of Franz von Stuck? It is quite special. I would like to remind you to go, as it is it is only up until tomorrow. Stuck was one who lived fully in his art, creating his own sacred space in his home and studio, the Villa Stuck. If you are in Munich, you should visit it, too.
In my own studio, I have created my own sacred space for creation and the ritual aspects of work. It is filled with memories, history, my art and that of others. It is my own temple. It is not attached to my home as Stuck’s studio was. I sometimes wish it were for ease, but most of the time I am glad it is separate, as even the walk to the studio is a reminder of the change in the seasons and the passing of time.
But these days I am in the studio all the time preparing for two exhibitions (Tacoma and Poland), and Tiss (T.s Flock) is also here working on his installation. He wrote beautifully about the Franz von Stuck exhibit on Vanguard, so if you can’t go perhaps you can read that and at least understand more about the art—but you really should go, you know. I admire his writing and his work. He mentions in his essay that Stuck blended his subjects with the landscape, merging bodies with rocks, interiors, often blurring features and softening the lines of the body. I believe we are merging with the studio, now.
I cannot write at length about Stuck. Instead, I am responding to it with a few photos I took of Tiss in the studio. Stuck also practiced photography. His wife helped him run the darkroom that they established in the basement of the Villa. Fortunately, it is much easier to make a photograph these days and I do not need an underground lair.
I think I want one for my studio all the same, for when the noise outside gets too loud.
I think there is something quiet about these images, at least.