Our blog series regularly invites guests to share their thoughts on different aspects of life in Dundee, their own practice, and anything in between. This photo-essay comes from Andrew Wasylyk, exploring his new release Fugitive Light And Themes Of Consolation.
Solitary work can be beneficial and economical. It may also come at a price in the form of a bill arriving at your dimly lit table-for-one in the self-doubt café. The finishing line of a project can offer reflections on a creative process. A post-mortem documenting exactly when your insecurities clotted, or where hope failed to resuscitate momentum with a jolt of focus. Quite often, I’m left fumbling for such clarity and answers.
Trying to fully absorb the conception and the making of something can occasionally feel like driving through Parisian streets or the backroads of Brechin: you don’t know where you’re going and there’s no time to pull over, to pay better attention. New paths present exhilarating possibilities, but they’re not easy to digest in the throws of isolated steering. After all, something really bad could happen. You might wind up with too much ‘flerb’ on your flute. Or, worse still, miss the A90 to Saddlers for a Forfar Bridie. Finally, if you’re lucky to reach your creative port on time, often sheer relief greedily hogs any remaining headspace. It’s a curious pursuit and a perpetual learning curve.
If you’re still reading, thank you and a long-winded, bad-simile fuelled welcome to postcards of a misremembered journey. A squinted glance backwards through new album, ‘Fugitive Light And Themes Of Consolation’.