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Jaana MaijalaThe Weight of experienceFirst. A place, a drawing, a performance. Time and space to remember through the rhythm of the pencil. I fill papers with traces. Instead of drawing what I see I draw how I feel. Paper is my receptor. In other words: I draw as long as it takes to settle down after seeing a Pollock, or as long as the subway ride to Coney Island takes, or as long as the tumbler drier rolls. I make recordings. Second. Photographs of drawings, self portraits in a sense. The drawings are symbols that represent information about the place and also about myself. Relations between a process and a pencil-made image intrigue me. But what happens when photography interferes? Of course photographs have the possibility to vary in size and amount. But by photographing my drawings I also choose the moment and catch the illumination I want to show. The surface of the drawing changes constantly: reflections, shadows, deep blacks, highlights, they all are in a move until camera arrests them. Photograph presents a condensation that possesses the time passed, the space and my feelings experienced and on that precise moment. Blueprints I´m finding a pattern. This is how it goes, dot by dot. I´m about to get a hold on it. What´s life about? Interacting objects. This one here implies the existence of the other there. Can you find the correspondence?Science thrives for solid theories but in everyday life the word theory has a slightly different tone: there´s something uncertain in it. Such as in blueprints, which are explanations or plans; how something might work, how something might be achieved. My blueprints are boxes, fragile buildings. I draw lines to construct them. In between the lines exists blue, nothing, only emptiness to lean on. This void is obtained by photography: paper becomes space, lines travelers that might connect or as well disconnect. 
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