Evoked emotion

 Evoked emotion 

17/01/25 

I found this new painter on Instagram, their work incredibly skilful, I was stalking their feed when I found this piece, it was on a reel and captioned “do as I say, not as I do” not the actual title but just a caption. An Injured man sat on a chair facing another. On top of the opposite chair, a few objects, an urn. A chain connecting the injured man to the chair with the urn, the man Doesn’t seem to mind this. A box, frame and a degree all on the floor to the right. 

This piece is so beautiful yet I feel a deep hatred toward it. Never has a piece evoked such feelings, I felt the grimiest, raw emotions in myself, I found myself thinking about it for some time. I suppose this is the point of the work, and in such it is successful. Artworks have made me feel many things serenity, excitement, curiosity, perhaps even arousal. I mean it’s not all positive, for some perhaps slight sadness or indifference but this, this was a visceral feeling of hate and anger. It was scary. Perhaps not hatred towards the piece it’s self but instead what it made me feel, what I attached to it. Maybe, I don’t hate this piece, Maybe it was what I needed to face a part of myself that I hold hate for? Maybe I love this piece?