Status report 2010 + work

"(perhaps) love project: phase II" 2010

Status report!

The (perhaps) love project is still evolving and building. Right now, we are in the process of proposing to spaces for a gallery installation exhibition in Atlanta, GA as well as exploring alternative spaces. We are working strong and will post any updates from the ground as soon as we get them.

In the meantime, we are going to make an effort to involve the online community in our project by pouring more energy and care into our blog as well other other possibilities.

Here is an early drawing/painting from a series of small works on paper from Robin Gillis. This mini-series of works are the artist's response to readings and lectures on the chemical reactions that occur in the brain and body when a person experiences the phenomenon of LOVE.

i can't take it anymore

The truth is I can't take it anymore. I am pretty much break down into pieces. Only if things would just be like a novel, or a movie where a happy ending is a must, to make the audiences the "aww..." feeling. There's no such a thing as a "beautiful mistake" there's only the ugly, shameful, depressing mistake. But was it a mistake or not? i certainly hope it wasn't. But it is impossible to make someone to fall in love with you. You just can't do it. I always thought it's something that could be build or construct with nature, but I guess i was wrong on that one. The joke is on me, caring too much, think too much. To this point I am at the same spot, depressed, upset, and I don't want to do this anymore. Feeling my head and my heart split into pieces again and again makes me go insane.



The following are some paintings i've been working on, they are not finish yet.

jumping back on the love train

Hey guys,

I would like to get back involved with the love!

Colleen

"Listen with your Eyes" @ Solstice Cafe

"Listen with your Eyes" Art Show @ Solstice Cafe in Grant Park!

Opening Friday August 7th 7pm-9pm

Featuring AWESOME local artists, including (perhaps) love project artists Robin Gillis (right in pic), Jonathan Chang (left in pic), and Eric White!

Come check out these down to earth folk, and have a drink with us!

562 Boulevard SE, Atlanta, GA, 30312

In-progress photo updates for the (perhaps) love project and personal work of Robin Gillis @:
www.flickr.com/robingillis

Art by Robin Gillis for sale @:
www.robinlynngillis.etsy.com

Special thanks to Solstice Cafe and Erin Palovick for facilitating this event!

Solstice Cafe in Grant Park:
http://solsticecafeatlanta.com/index.html

Color Bleed

This is another little still film I did for the (perhaps) love project. This film is a little more abstract than the last. This film is a documentation of color as it bleeds, mixes, and changes through time. It is intended as a parallel for the chemical reactions that happen in someone when they love.

Enjoy.

Check out both films through the URL...

http://www.flickr.com/photos/robingillis/sets/72157614815738465/

When it does not quit

Is love not constant? Is is not an unwavering force in our lives? If silly, fleeting things are love, then what is the unstoppable force that we know is different from the rest? If these silly things, I dare say infatuation, obsession, fancy, and need, are actually love, then what is that solid feeling you know is different from all of those things?

I think they are not the same. I would argue I know they are not the same. Is love not a force that knows no make-up, labels, or changing circumstances? Is it not love that does not care whether or not you are murderous or ugly? It is. It is that force. It is not infatuation. It is not lust. It is not need or desire. It is not circumstance. It is "any circumstance." It is "all circumstance." It is not conditional. I hear that alot. It is quite a cliche. But arn't some cliches there for a reason? This one is. Love is not conditional. Love is not "well, you are doing this, therefore you deserve my love..." No, this is not love.

Love is sometimes ugly. Love is sometimes as ugly as this dead fish above. This fish was a dead fish killed by red tide on the beach my husband and I were supposed to be married on the following day. Instead, our lungs were choked by red tide air and we were kept from our dream wedding. The night before our wedding we stumbled upon this dead fish that red tide had so nastily brought us. After mourning a moment, we kept on, walking with some of our great loved ones, talking about the future in the darkness. I see this fish, and I think of warmth, love, stability, and loyalty. I think of my husband never once not loving me, even at the hours he had no business tolerating me. And oh my, were there hours he should have not loved me. But he did, without hesitation. I think this is what love is. ANY circumstance. It is not "when I need you" circumstance. It is not "when it is good for me" circumstance. It is not "because you are this" circumstance.

Love is constant, through it all. Love is not waiting by the phone. Love is the phone ripped from the wall so no one can disturb us.

-Robin L. Gillis

watch out for that road

June 1st 2009 wasn't a good day. it wasn't a good day for both of us. the road wasn't treating us right. Everything paused for couple mins until i realized what exactly happened. A truck ran my car over but amazingly just the bumpers both front and back and a small dent on the trunk. Amazingly, these painted plastic were able to save not just me, but reduced the impact to other cars. and it feels different this time, because it was not my fault. for once.

So I started wonder, why is that everything we deal with so difficult and so complicated. I just realized when I was a child, I paint and draw things that I don't recognize, things just pop up in my head or my blurry vision. So people, they always liked it and they would ask me what I was drawing. My answer was always "i don't know!"



So do we really need to know the reason for everything that happen? I think we do. But the reason can be a "just" Sometimes, it is as straight forward as your hand run through someone's hair... tangled... the her/his face, lips. You both smile. The tiny little love may grow a little bit, or at this one side feels that way.

and so love is just love maybe. it is just that tiny reflection of spark you see in each other's eyes in the one second.

and really drive safely. and that's just because.

-Jonathan Chang