Posted by Susana Roque on Thursday, May 11, 2017,
murals
We put mural installations up on a wall as an act of
remembrance. Traditionally, they have been used in the urban landscape
for historical or political reasons. Murals bring our personal ideas
into the collective memory in the public sphere. People want to remember
a part of themselves in public and speak about it. Nobody wants to be
anonymous to themselves or to others in what is around them since it is a
form of estrangement. We are a part of the buildings and objects
around u...
Posted by Susana Roque on Tuesday, May 9, 2017,
Vancouver (Intersection at 4th and Burrard Street):
http://www.sketchbookcommunications.com/preview&id=29
If you walk by this corner of 4th and Burrard, you might see some grass, bits of twigs and a large tree. To see this you might need to look past your definition of “an empty lot.” To see nature a bit further, you might need to look at it for a longer time , through your own eyes, so that what it means to you depends on your own experience of it rather than on a generic existing definit...
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Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, October 15, 2016,
Sketchbook Communications :
www.sketchbookcommunications.com
What do you see when you open a sketchbook ?
Is it a history book, a diary or a quiet promise of something new that is coming in the world that has not yet come, a present of some sort ? With enough courage, I suppose scribbles do unfold valiantly and give a new shape to this world. Perhaps, it is the idea that something new come out of nowhere and that it renews us that fascinates us.
A sketchook is a hearth, and adventure and a sec...
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Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, January 30, 2016,
Posted by Susana Roque on Tuesday, May 20, 2014,
at first you looked almost like a rock
only more driven and determined
silent and unpredictable
ready to open
inside the most ordinary and brilliant wrapping
a bouquet, a truffle or a secret
usually unannounced
with no ribbons
bulb
Posted by Susana Roque on Sunday, May 18, 2014,
In between what we know
casual
not in a place
but in a moment
in a haze
as the eyelids begins to open
until they are just about opened
in between knowledge and rubbish
an instant where we keep and discard
that urban space of existence
speed
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Posted by Susana Roque on Sunday, May 18, 2014,
....faster than what we can adapt to ?
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Posted by Susana Roque on Thursday, May 15, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Tuesday, May 13, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Sunday, May 11, 2014,
Fading was the summer breeze,
the city lights down below,
the neon signs flashing,
and the reflections of casual traffic
below the SFU Pub
into particles and rays of lights
as I slowly began to open my eyes
and saw us dancing
faster and faster
to the fiddling and drums
of the music
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Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, May 10, 2014,
out of the darkness
there was a puff of smoke
emerging
as if a small ball of light had been thrown out of nowhere
opening
was a firebird
becoming a brilliant light
dancing
stamped in the clouds like a heavenly logo
with wings that lit up the sky
rasberry red
Posted by Susana Roque on Thursday, May 8, 2014,
her day started to fade into a dream again
ink reassembled and dispersed for interpretation
the patterns appeared
with their busy streets, detours and noise
shifting and moving around
slowly re-enacting the sounds
of the Salish stage
Posted by Susana Roque on Tuesday, May 6, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, May 3, 2014,
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Inside the heart of our silence, we can hear a bird singing on a tree as if it were a part of ourselves with an innocence that is as clear as crystal. Without speaking, they teach us what we can become. Animals connect us to parts of ourselves, angles that do not always have a voice or a definition yet,but always remind us that the best of who we are does not necessarily have any limitations. Animals t...
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Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, May 3, 2014,
Look at me
But don't look at me
love and hate me
stay in between
spin
I'm your pie, your puff of smoke and your baby
one more time
smack
and the door opens again
but you do not look
at the consequences spiralling
at that face you do not want to see
that tells you that..
pleasure is a farce
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Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, May 3, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Friday, May 2, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Friday, May 2, 2014,
The life that supports our breath, one after the other, is brilliant. It leaves masterpies in abundance. This creative symphony which is moving everywhere without a trace is backed up by an imagination which teaches us to love and care for what we see and enjoy it. It leaves its memories, on the surface of the earth, in the spirit of play.
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Posted by Susana Roque on Friday, May 2, 2014,
I am hoping to find a front row view
as the formations of dirt
and the particles in the air
settle in their timely yet unpredictable matter
into a form
with the self-determined conviction of
all that is new
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Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, April 30, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Saturday, April 5, 2014,
This article was written for the Georgia Straight at :
http://www.straight.com/news/620676/susana-roque-why-we-should-talk-about-jpeg-arts
A JPEG doesn’t
seem to represent art. At first, it seems like the JPEG is so
insignificant that we should really laugh if anybody ever talks about it
in an artistic setting. After all, isn’t it just a medium to transport
our ideas from one place to another, a modern-day quipu with pixels
acting as knots, transferring our art into the digital landsc...
Posted by Susana Roque on Friday, March 14, 2014,
...to be able to see myself
as if the pages had become mirrors
that would gently show me
with the stroke of a pencil
what nobody else could.
Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, February 26, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, February 26, 2014,
intersection: This picture is from a series of photographs that were taken on a seemingly "empty" lot in the intersection of Burrard and 4th street in Vancouver. I tried to find poetry and meaning along the edge of the wall of the building beside the lot, right along were the bushes were growing against. The picture is also influenced by abstract expressionism, arte povera and earth art.
This picture is at an intersection between the chaos and unrestricted growth in nature and the predictabil...
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Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, January 29, 2014,
Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, January 29, 2014,
I would like to add short poems and pieces of writing here with my pictures and sketches. Hopefully, you will like them. These ideas are taken from my sketchbook.
The pillow book is a movie where someone wrote about 4 lines of poem everyday to illustrate her life . I may have pieces of poetry here like this since I enjoy writing things about my day.
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Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, January 29, 2014,
engraved on the earth where different marks,
like symbols
as if they were mneumonic devices,
tapping into these parts of the forests,
like opening different stories,
I remembered the fresh air
and the brave hikes
and conversations
concaved in to different parts of the earth
as if these places still had our imprints
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Posted by Susana Roque on Wednesday, January 22, 2014,
Hello everybody !
I would like to begin my blog by sharing my work as an artist which I have put on my on-line sketchbook at www.sketchbookcommunications.com.
It has a lot of information about the kind of creative work that I am working on.
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