I started to make these sculptures out of cardboard box material to satisfy my need to make a three dimensional form. I wanted to build a form, shape that could be interesting to look at and at the same time would not represent anything in the sense of a subject. In these pictures the cardboard sculptures are presented as a solo form but in a bigger scale I want to make a composition as if it was an abstract painting. The fascination for these forms origin in the fact that i collect tiny boxes and packing material. Most of the time I unfold them and study their forms as if it were patterns of clothing. By making small adjustments in the shape, by cutting it, building it with other parts, glueing it together again, another form starts to reappear and they begin to speak for itself.
Several works coming from one composition made with different kind of boxes. From a flat work on paper with paint, through a combination with digital approach into a two dimensional work on paper and a three dimensional work in mixed media, where the actual boxes are placed into a bigger box.
With the digital version I could enter a more graphic and sharper background than possible with paint. Which made me realize the importance of the composition and the scale of the items shown. If you make some parts smaller or bigger, the rest-space-changes and sometimes makes the composition weaker or stronger.
Rests-space take an important role, as you can see in the most abstract version painted on wood. The forms become more important and with less details. Beside the fact that they change form and become something on their own. The originally tea boxes and other packaging material also become an interesting form to look at. On one hand they are flat and have, at the same time the illusion of a dimensional form. The playing between flat and non flat keeps me occupied and fascinated.
This serie of works could reflect my state of mind about the last couple of months, after loosing a close relative. It reflects my feeling of isolation when mourning is not shared. The façade of this house has windows but they look either closed or difficult to see through. A door is not seen and can not be entered. The lack of an open door gives this atmosphere a very closed feeling. As if it’s not possible to participate, to enter or to leave. A feeling of left behind. Emotions that are isolated. The locked feeling of a mourning process.
December 2017 August Robin Peters