ART: OTHER

Sasha Jimenez

Hometown:

The Keys

Statement:

What is it like to be drenched? To be submerged in an unending thickness? Are there

moments of clarity? Is a grounded place ever achieved in the midst of the chaos of

drowning? Fading in and out of an aware state is a fascinating concept. Is there potential

to harness this ability or is it simply an outside controlling energy? The need to answer

these questions stems from the desire to comprehend the relationship between the mind

and movement. The capacity of generating works of art in the conscious and unconscious

mind and transferring them to physical manifestations is astounding. This examination of

the psychological and physical processes associated with the transference of movement

will concern not only the ending product, but its conceptual beginnings and ongoing

modifications.

Background:

Sasha Jimenez was born and raised in the Florida Keys. She is in her fourth year at the University of Florida and is pursuing a BFA in Dance with a minor in Education. The creation of art is her passion and she is grateful to her parents for fostering her dreams. Her greatest fear is uniformity (a condition in which everything is regular and unvarying) and spiders.

Showings:

UF/NYC Informances @ Joyce SoHo
-Friday and Saturday, May 9, 10, 2008 4PM

Title:

Saving Fish From Drowning

Year Made:

2007

Size/Weight:

-9 minute, comprehensive work -Created for two men and four women

Description:

Saving Fish from Drowning is the first conversation in the series. Saving Fish began as a work for two couples. My process focused mainly on their distinct personality and how it affected each relationship they experienced. The result was a modern tower of Babel. Four strong ideas existed with no connection. An interpreter, as a fifth participant became necessary. From that moment, each bond that was formed became vital. These are the thoughts of five drowning fish. [Saving Fish from Drowning] Am I your friend? Maybe. If we were in a school of fish. Well, if we had some deja vu, we'd know then. Otherwise... Hard to say. Are you saying you don’t remember me? That’s not very nice. We’re just friends. I like you. Glad that’s settled. It was settled at the start. Can you breathe here? No I can’t. I can sometimes.

Price:

$500.00

Shipping/Handling:

$0.00