Remnants remain of many of the actions I performed. When I have painted the house or polished my bike, a paint rag, cleaning cloth, and dirty work clothes remain. Once saved, they become traces, artifacts, maybe ‘relics’ of daily life.
These remnants, which spontaneously arise without specific intention or meaning, often attract me more than explicitly made works of art. The absent aim to be meaningful or valuable, the existence apart from all rules and codes in our art world, allows a beautiful brilliance to arise.
Objects from my recent social art projects also remain and lose connection with the art project. Drawings I made 30 years ago turn out to be residues from the first decade of my artistry.
For years, I photographed situations where something is visible that should not be there or not noticeable, such as the back of a traffic sign or taped sockets in an exhibition space.
The last two years, I’ve been experimenting by bringing these disjointed “works” together. To my surprise, they appear to be able to stand on their own very well. It seems they don’t need me anymore to give meaning. They are looking for new homes.www.hansbossmann.nl