{"id":34182,"title":"Crumbling Facade","description":"Matteo Delred's sculpture and photography project delves into the intricate relationship between solitude and artistic creation. In his pursuit of translating inner visions into tangible expressions, Delred finds himself detached from conventional social rhythms, with the artistic medium becoming both a confidante and an isolating force. As he immerses himself in the creative process, the boundaries between self and art begin to blur, presenting both exhilarating and disconcerting challenges. Delred grapples with the risk of losing himself in the act of self-expression, questioning where he ends and his art begins. However, he emphasises the importance of acknowledging the need for separation as a fortification of resilience and a form of self-care.","content":"

Give me a tactical retreat,<\/p>

a nom de plume to hide behind,<\/p>

a rose garden that seems like sanctuary,<\/p>

reveals itself slowly, slyly, unruly,<\/p>

as the weeds of the art.<\/p>

You tell yourself you\u2019re at peace,<\/p>

into the cool, clean solitude of thought.<\/p>

But solitude, it turns out, isn\u2019t passive.<\/p>

It\u2019s alive. It grows from the space you give it,<\/p>

taking root, pushing flowers, becoming pleasant,<\/p>

a veritable Garden of Eden of your own making,<\/p>

though you are not the maker, but the made.<\/p>

It feels intimate at first, like friendship,<\/p>

the quiet joy of creating in partnership.<\/p>

But the muse, once gentle, begins to take,<\/p>

not all at once, but piece by piece,<\/p>

until you\u2019ve marooned yourself on your own art.<\/p>

The work is not just yours anymore; it is you.<\/p>

And you are in danger of disappearing into it.<\/p>

The self becomes a rumour.<\/p>

You, the artist, have purpose; the art is celebrated.<\/p>

You, the person, struggle to communicate,<\/p>

struggle to sustain friendships<\/p>

with all but the most understanding,<\/p>

those who try hardest to love you,<\/p>

to be there for you,<\/p>

the kind of people who pull you back<\/p>

from being spoken of in the past tense.<\/p>

A fear of the has-been,<\/p>

or worse, never reaching your potential.<\/p>

What is potential but seduction,<\/p>

this dissolution of self,<\/p>

becoming a greater purpose,<\/p>

believing in control,<\/p>

imagining the artist can steer meaning,<\/p>

can dictate direction.<\/p>

But when you start to float, unmoored,<\/p>

learning when to return is not cowardice,<\/p>

but care.<\/p>

For making art is a balancing act:<\/p>

close enough to touch the work,<\/p>

but far enough away<\/p>

to survive the making of it.<\/p>

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<\/p>

I walked to the kitchen<\/p>

before realising my slippers<\/p>

were on the wrong feet.<\/p>

<\/p>

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<\/p>

I walked past a man on the street<\/p>

holding a cat,<\/p>

so it could scratch<\/p>

at the tree trunk.<\/p>

<\/p>

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