New work in 2017, thinking about people’s ideas for the future.. the monsters have pulled off their masks and are walking openly amongst us, there is new ugliness of heart and spirit…. the future is in danger of being fucked…. they will leave you with nothing… Your Children Will Witness This.
I’m painting away, trying not to think… act a bit, but with some goals, not too specific… and it’s been interesting… less direct.. and somewhat enjoyable.
So that’s the thing, I just found something… it doesn’t feel like pure experiment… or particularly radical, more just a case of taking an element of what you’re going and letting it runn away with itself, see what happens… maybe it’ll go no where… but possibly it’ll lead everywhere…
I haved mixed feelings about some more photorealistic work… I appreciate it’s technicality and it’s beauty, but often it just feels as deep as the layers of paint….. what’s it saying to me? it feels like, often, all it’s really saying is: Look how good I am at painting…. what else?…. I look at it, go wow, and move on…. and that’s disappointing… photography kinda has that sewn up for me..
Imagine if you had that level of skill and could apply it to pure creation, to exploration and invention…. what could be possible?
So I think, that, to just depict, isn’t interesting enough….. that’s just me… so I hope that I could see it combined into something more interesting and innovative…..
I was thinking that I didn’t start making art just to stand still, maybe I didn’t realise it at first, but now I see it… Keep moving… I’d be ashamed if I was still making the same art I made 10 years ago, not just because of quality, but also because of the thought processes…. couldn’t tolerate a rut….
I want to be creative, always, and I think to achieve that, there has to be constant movement, new thoughts and ideas, new mistakes…
Don’t keep making something that you’re good at, just because you’re good at it, try something unfamiliar and try to become good at something new…..
It may have been habitual to paint and create with a bit of music on he go, but for a while now I find I’m working in silence. When I’m painting, and I feel it’s an expression of a creative impulse, the presence of music seems to interfere, almost as if another’s creativity if bleeding in… everything from tempo to lyrical content seems to influence the way I work, so rather than being a gentle, wholesome place, the music makes the studio confusing and distracting….. it takes away the pure focus I find myself needing these days…. so for the most part, I am finding myself, more and more, in relative quiet, totally immersed in the work, with the hope that this facilitates purity if vision.
The question would always be, why are you making art? What’s the particular goal, and why this particular thing. Naturally, we have our reasons. We have our motivations. We have our goals.
whar I often find is, that as I make an artwork I am thinking to myself, this is the best thing I have ever done… now that May or may not last, minutes, seconds, days, forever. But, at that moment, as that creeps into your head, that’s the result… it’s nor about the subject, the technique, the awesomeness of ones skill…. it’s all about the intention…. that moment is when, you realise, that what you intended to do, ia being realised to the best of your current ability…. and it is to be savoured.
Today I potentially added to my, mostly limited, skill base, with some photo based screen printing…. so whilst these images are purely tests, it’s interesting and fulfilling to learn this technique, and hopefully it’s something I’ll get to utilise in future artworks…. consider this particular old dog. the possessor of a new trick…
I don’t know a lot of painter techniques, nor the tricks of the trade.. I don’t have that style of education, so I’ve often found myself inventing them myself, whilst secretly acknowledging that I’m probably going over previously trodden ground… but I enjoy often finding, by accident, something that works for me…
Lately I’ve found myself not cleaning a brush fully between colour changes, so as to let the original colour interrupt and interfere. This delivers equal measures of fun and frustration, but overall it’s interesting.
I suppose all this lark has been done, from sfumato to action painting, but sure fuck it, it brings me joy, and is all part of the journey… it may not be exacting, but at the end of the process it brings me results that I feel I set put to achieve. it’s just like taking different routes for the same journey, just for the sheer avoidance of routine…..
I don’t know what I know about art… or perhaps I cant quantify it. Its one of those things where you which you had a definitive grasp, so when people start to quiz you would, thus, have definitive answers. I suppose, its because, once your recognised as an artist, there is a certain expectation of knowledge…. but, you see, I’m not art educated, not really. So I constantly find out that there is something I don’t fully understand…. but the question is, is that important?
It leads me to the whole “my 5 year old could do that” shtick… now we all know this to be utter bollocks almost exclusively (well there’s one thing I know), but that’s an area to consider about art knowledge. I think, once you’ve a certain level of understanding about what the creative process entails, then you understand why the aforementioned nipper can’t create a Pollock or Mondrian…
So that’s the thing, I don’t know what I know, but I definitely know something, and I’d urge everyone to encourage those around them to gain some art knowledge… firstly so that they may better appreciate the aesthetics of the simplicity of the world around them, secondly so they can realise that, beautiful as it is, the crayon fish on the fridge is not an Emin and finally, so they can start the 5yr old on the path, to perhaps, being able to do ‘that’ in their own style, in some hopeful future.
Well tomorrow I deliver 20 paintings to Luan in Athlone…
they’ll be hung by the gallery and the exhibition Re:Collect will be opening on Friday at 6pm.
so it’s all excitement hers. I’ve spent my time preparing the work, wrapping and packaging and
doing the very last touches on the artwork….
wish me luck.