Seeing the large wall above one of the couches in my apartment living room, it seemed a perfect spot on which to project images. Wow – I was able to find everything I needed in the apartment itself to make it work – amazing. By putting a small plastic table on the lounge chair, I was even able to compensate for the lack of tall tripod for my camera. And the curtain provided to close off the living room from the kitchen was perfect for my purposes.

However, I am actually the last person who should be working with technology in her art projects. My problem is that I can never seem to do things the same way each time they need to be done. That kind of routine work must be anathema to me, even though I know it needs to be done. The results of that incapacity are that, always, as in these projection projects, something is not right. For example, say that I get the lighting right, then I realize half way through the exercise, that the computer screen is being included in the image – which of course I don’t want. Then, when the lighting is right and the computer screen has been removed from the camera’s view, I don’t photograph all the slides – for some inexplicable reason, when I review the pictures, one slide is missing from the set … sigh. Then, when going through the second set of slides, my camera battery, which seemingly goes forever, dies right in the middle of the proceedings. You get the idea. What should take a relatively short time turns into something more onerous.

Other than that, yesterday was spent photographing the Kas cemetery, a beautiful little spot overlooking the west-most harbour, and wrapping coloured crepe paper ribbons around three trees on the hilltop next to the theatre. I also hung two of the pieces of cotton headscarf material on a small clothes line I erected between two of the trees, allowing the shadows of the trees and leaves to dance across the white surface as they flapped in the breeze. These made beautiful dark blue patterns on the white, reminding me of Chinese ink drawings of landscapes. I could not have painted them so perfectly. After this, I walked the 2 kilometers out of town to Buyuk Cakil Beach, where I flopped on a sun lounger for the afternoon. While there, I had a nice chat with Daniela, the Dutch owner of the beachfront restaurant from which I rented the chair and umbrella. She told me that she and her husband had come to Kas first four years ago, had fallen in love with the place, and almost before they knew what was happening, had bought land, built a house, and acquired a beachfront restaurant. They don’t miss Holland at all. She concurred with me that, with its arts and crafts vibe, and amazing location, Kas would be a wonderful place for an artist colony. Interesting, she also said that the people who like Kas are the same people who like Thailand …

See pictures here, here and here.

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