O campo arrasta pelos meus olhos : pensamentos de um ano

• Autor(a) principal: Rodrigues, Rúben Jorge Pessanha Lança, 1994-
• Data de Publicação: 2019
• Tipo de documento: Dissertação
• Idioma: por
• Título da fonte: Repositório Científico de Acesso Aberto de Portugal (Repositórios Cientìficos)
• Texto Completo: http://hdl.handle.net/10451/38937
• topic: Pintura; Diário gráfico; Percurso artístico; Desenho; Pintura

This dissertation contains the course of one-year of thinking. Here is my person, and therefore this research has to be seen as a pure extension of my artistic work. There is little in this text that relies on other authors, because I rejected such premise as a principle, since it does not fit my being, much less my work. I present a poetic discourse, because otherwise it is not possible to convey into words what I think and feel, or even to communicate the act of creation itself, or my authorial aspirations. Throughout the text there are conducting lines that permeate it, and the poetic text was the best way to express them. The reader while reading these texts will understand the work, but at the same time will not be able to apprehend it. The dissertation will only open one path that must be travel alone. All texts come from loose sheets of diaries (I'm don’t have the habit of having a notebook with a fixed purpose). Its character comes from the pure transmission of the language present in these sheets. In this way, the text and the work occurred reasonably on the same timeline and fed each other. In the work as in the dissertation itself, there are breaks, which, for various reasons, leads to an extended period of inactivity, leading to the notion that each fragment is often separated from one another by reasonable time. I made no attempt to conceal this in the structure of the text. As such, some follow-up texts are not followed because I wanted to stay true to the nature of a diary. In this way, the narrator goes through different concerns, and argues with himself. His research voice is not erased, but rather, it appears as a statement from within. I did not want to change or create a new voice in writing. It is uncertain about itself, doubtful, circular, but also ambitious, hopeful, romantic and dreamy