tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-338460152009-02-21T06:58:56.529-08:00SNEHAL R. NAIRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314386154018438907noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33846015.post-1157382597204087142006-09-04T07:55:00.001-07:002006-09-13T05:48:54.716-07:00<div align="right"><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">THE SPACE OF FEAR</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/snehal.3.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/200/snehal.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A creator while in the act of creation goes through a phase of </span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">introspection; superficial in the beginning and inconveniently thorough, through the act of the 'make'. In this conundrum the maker happens</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> to find himself now and again. This space, this fear zone is well sheilded, an inner space-she</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ll where the joust ensues between the <em>character of the maker's art</em> and the anxieties concerning the representation of the outcome of the work. (of where, how and why the produce stands.)</span></div><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(593).jpg"><img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/400/Image%28593%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(591).jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 178px; HEIGHT: 129px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/320/Image%28591%29.jpg" width="173" border="0" /></a> <p align="right"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(597).0.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/200/Image%28597%29.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(590).4.jpg"><img style="CURSOR: pointer" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/400/Image%28590%29.3.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(593).jpg"></a></p><p align="right"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(593).jpg"></a></p><p align="right"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(592).jpg"><img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/400/Image%28592%29.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3349/3714/1600/Image(593).jpg"></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33846015-115738259720408714?l=kauva.blogspot.com'/></div>SNEHAL R. NAIRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13314386154018438907noreply@blogger.com7