Peter Porcal, Renaissance Man

If you ever have the chance to study in Florence, Italy. You will be so lucky to be taught by Peter. Read this article which somehow manages to sum up his gentle nature, and poetic style of teaching. Peter, your students throughout the years miss you.

Peter Porcal, Renaissance Man

Self Portrait for April 27/2011

tri angular

It is now April... APRIL. Which means I leave for Canada at the end of this month.  Now I'm being forced to look back at my experience here, and look forward to my future.  I suppose the triangle symbolizes trying to align myself within this changing environment.

"Shadows on your shoulders"
Self-portrait April 1/2011
11:28PM

"in/out"
Self-portrait April 3/2011
3:05AM April 4

Self-portrait April 5/2011
5:25AM April 6

"split-lips"
Self-portrait April 9/2011
11:19PM

"alig(n)ance"
Self-portrait April 10/2011
12:05AM April 11

Vestiges Florence Art Exhibition

Into oblivion as boxes flood horses and tigers

Collage print no.1: "Into Oblivion"
Collage print on mylar
April 2011

Collage print no. 2: "Rising over pale skin of moon"
Collage print on mylar
April 2011 

Collage print no.3: "Square boxes flood horses"
Collage print on mylar
April 2011

Collage print no.4: "Angry tigers, here I am"
Collage print on mylar
April 2011

Gatti- Take me Home?

Gatti- Take me Home

ink and photocopy series

February 2011

Vestiges

closing and opening

When one book closes, another opens.

My sketchbook acts as a diary of my life, thoughts, words, images, everything.  When I finished my first Florence book I realized where I've come and where I am going, at the same time acknowledging I'll never know exactly where I am going to go.

But it feels good to know I will fill these new pages.

images, as if to appear from fleeting darkness...

Yesterday morning I had my critique in front of a panel of 3 judges (2 of which are my professors) to conclude my first semester here in Florence.  I can say, I was so nervous.  Not because I had no confidence in my work, but I was nervous as to how it was going to be received. And to my, complete dismay and pleasure, the 3rd judge on the panel whome they introduced to me as "Mistro", fully understood the intent of my work (although translated from italian) and in fact put it in simpler, clearer terms than I could.  He (in translation) noticed the relationship between unity and deconstruction. Simple, but such a complex idea.  I could have gone hours and hours talking about all the research I have done on the process of thoughts, but when it came down to it, in my work I have truly been trying to find the merging point between deconstructing and unifying the world around and within me.

Another thing, is apparently rubbing on any monumental building here in Florence is very illegal.  My art history professor filled me in at the end of my critique, that I could have been fined or put in jail for the process of my art making.  Haha, I had no idea and I mean no disrespect, but that just makes my process much more rare.

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