Monday, 16 March 2015

Project 3. Summary of Intent:


I’m continuing my overriding theme running through all of my projects of a subjective sense of reality, making sense of, and looking at my reality in a figurative way. 

I’m also feeling the need to strive for more, and stretch out of my comfort zone and so I am intending to work in paint on the biggest canvas I can within the practical confines of limited space at college.  I have only ever worked small and very detailed and tight.  This will also I hope, force me to work in a looser, more painterly way.  The other aspect of the challenge I have set myself is the subject matter.  The subject is a portrait of my mother.  This is a challenge on a personal level for not only do I want to capture the ‘feel’ of my mum but this process also means dealing with many aspects of emotional associations.  I do feel this painting is something I have to do, both for growth as an artist and also for personal evolution and growth.

Overall, this project is about putting feeling into work.  The priority is no longer technical accuracy which I may have been a bit preoccupied with before, but more about capturing an ‘essence’ or ‘feel’.  I need to use paint again as I have still got lots to experience in the medium and need to keep the continuity in this learning.  I would still like to use print at some point but it’s all time dependent.


Wednesday, 11 March 2015

Painting the Queen


Well I’m going to start painting at college having so far only worked at home due to practicalities.  I am going to be working on a largish canvas (I can’t actually remember the size I asked for,…..dip stick that I am), as I wanted to do what I can’t do at home ie, work big, and in contrast to my other work I’m going to attempt to work loosely,  (a new challenge).   I want to try working spontaneously and painterly, although having to work from photos again I suppose I shall have to forego the spontaneous life bit for now.  I had initially envisaged a large head, a face, a vibrant portrait.  I wasn’t sure who I was going to paint though.  Well I have always wanted to paint my mother but trying to get a decent photo in the past has been met with refusal and her going stiff at the sight of the camera resulting in a rabbit caught in headlights fear look, (not really the look I had envisaged).   Well anyway, as luck would have it the M & D required a lift, so brilliant ammunition I thought to strike a deal.  I do the lift and they have to allow me to take lots of camera shots (in the hope it would result in something not so fear stricken).  The lighting was not ideal and I was zooming in so as to be less conspicuous while I clicked away during conversation.  I’m sure I could have got something better but that would have required cooperation instead of self-conscious uncomfortable resistance.  Well at the same time I was thinking that this painting was actually quite daunting, a bit like painting the queen.  I mean in terms of my family she is the queen!, the ultimate portrait although now a change of plan.  No longer just a large head, as that wouldn’t be right with the subject matter, after all this was the queen. I googled images of the Windsor version sitting down and coincidentally found some very similar poses to those of dear mama.  Where the queen has robes and all that palaver draped over her, mummit has her blanket, where the queen has her heavy jewels around her neck mummit has her thick scarf, the queen sits on her throne, mummit sits on her high backed orthopaedic one, and the similarities go on in an unsimilar way.
So now it seems somewhat of a challenge to somehow portray a ‘feel’ of my mum.  This seems even a bigger challenge as I consider this is not just about someone’s character but there is a whole gamut of personal emotional ‘stuff’.  I know recently my thoughts have been looking to create something not so solid or even ethereal and transient in other areas of my art but there is nothing ethereal about my mum.  No……, earthy, solid, stable, unmoving are much more apt words.  So anyway, I know what colours she is.   She is reds and reddy browns and so colour is what I have been playing around with.  These are some colour tests I did in my sketch book.   The first was with very warm colours that I associate with the subject but thought maybe this was perhaps overkill so tried the idea of a green underpainting to contrast the warm feel.  That really didn’t work.  So how do I find a way to transfer so many feelings into paint?, ……..To be continued.



Ghosts

In the same vein as the plaster soaked fabric I was having draped over me in the (unsuccessful) attempt at creating what I wanted I found this:


It's 'The lasst supper' by Belgian artist Albert Szukalski created in 1984.  Great aren't they!  It's in the Goldwell Open Museum in the Nevada Desert.  He worked from Leonardo De Vinci's fresco of the Last Supper and wanted to create a modern day representation of Christ's last supper. He has done two other similar ones at Goldwell one of which is 'Ghost Rider. (They do look like a cartoon representation of a ghost as they are referred to).

http://www.mymodernmet.com/profiles/blogs/the-last-supper-in-ghost-sculptures













.............And then there are works by US artist Daniel Arsham:


 Talking about 'Bound Figure' below.                                                                                                                    
"I made a number of these works over the last few years so I’ve figured out the best ways to make them work. This work involves draping and actual figure shaping, getting the shape of the fabric right and then creating the body out of fibre glass. The work is then brought to the gallery and plastered into the surface of the wall to appear as it’s one form".
http://www.highsnobiety.com/2014/12/17/daniel-arsham-recollections-interview/

Bound Figure
  He does a lot of interesting work with the theme of things out of context, and messing with 
  reality which I find appeals to me although he generally works with no colour as he is colour
  blind. 
I love these and the one above is more akin to what I was after but looks like I need to work in fibreglass and resin for the structure to be strong enough, but this brings me back to the practical problems again of stinky resin and nowhere to do it.  They say a man needs a shed but this woman needs one!  Depends if student finances will stretch but I don't know about casting, having somewhere quiet to escape the sproggie chaos is very appealing.  I could live in it!       


http://www.danielarsham.com/


  


  



Friday, 6 March 2015

Skin deep


In contrast to the work I’ve been doing I want to work bigger and looser and as this is not something I have really done before I thought I would re-visit Jenny saville in my research.  I love Jenny saville’s style of painting which has often been likened to Lucian Freud’s.  I’ve been looking again at her work which I really like, yet at the same time it would seem the complete opposite to what I have been trying to capture.  I mean you can’t get a more physical sense of body than Saville’s huge corpulent fleshy paintings, yet they still have appeal to me and I admire her and her work.  I think looking at other artist’s work gives an understanding of myself and my own work and leads towards a self awareness as I question, “why do I like it?”  All of my own work seems to incorporate the human figure and I think Jenny Saville tells it as it is, these are real bodies and if anything, exaggerated to be far from the images of bodies we are constantly bombarded with:  Photoshoped images of bodies or else bodies modified by surgery to conform to an unrealistic male ideal.  Images predominantly of women, that before these means of modification, were painted in an unrealistic idealistic way by male artists.  To me this side of society is the shallow superficial side that is taking humanity further away from what I believe to be more important values and true meanings to life, added to which the male idealised stereotypes have become very boring. I feel Jenny Saville is making quite a point about this.
I had to include this one it always makes me smile



In 1994 Saville returned to the US to observe operations at the clinic of a New York plastic surgeon. She then painted women with the surgeon's black markings on the contours of their bodies, so that they resembled living, breathing dartboards. This led in turn to Closed Contact, a series of photographs by the fashion photographer, Glen Luchford, of Saville's naked body pressed against Perspex and shot from below (Saville fattened herself up for this, the better that her flesh appear squashed and distorted). The subtext of this work is, of course, familiar now. But it wasn't at the time.
"When I made Plan [showing the lines drawn on a woman's body to designate where liposuction would be performed], I was forever explaining what liposuction was. It seemed so violent then. These days, I doubt there's anyone in the western world who doesn't know what liposuction is. Surgery was a minority sport; now that notion of hybridity is everywhere. There's almost a new race: the plastic surgery race."




The woman in Plan has target marks on her body, areas mapped out with lines, where she's about to have liposuction to get rid of her fat.
'A lot of women out there look and feel like that, made to fear their own excess, taken in by the cult of exercise, the great quest to be thin. The rhetoric used against obesity makes it sound far worse than alcohol or smoking, yet they can do you far more damage. I'm not painting disgusting, big women. I'm painting women who've been made to think they're big and disgusting, who imagine their thighs go on for ever.
'The history of art has been dominated by men, living in ivory towers, seeing women as sexual objects. I paint women as most women see themselves. I try to catch their identity, their skin, their hair, their heat, their leakiness. I do have this sense with female flesh that things are leaking out. A lot of our flesh is blue, like butcher's meat. In history, pubic hair has always been perfect, painted by men. In real life, it moves around, up your stomach, or down your legs.'

  (http://www.independent.co.uk/life-style/interview-this-is-jenny-and-this-is-her-plan-men-paint-female-beauty-in-stereotypes-jenny-saville-paints-it-the-way-it-is-and-charles-saatchi-is-paying-her-to-keep-doing-it-1426296.html)













Incidentally another artist that decided to do some work that focused on cosmetic surgery is Jonathan Yeo who is know for his portraits of well know people.   in an exhibition called 'You're only young twice"he created a series of paintings done before, during and after operations.  He says about the subject of his work:
"It's a bit like doing heroin for the first time, I imagine. It's such a great result: you feel fantastic. This goes on for two years and then you start to look as you should, and people want another hit of it," he says. "For me, I think you lose more than you gain. I guess that's what I'm hinting at with some of this – but I'm trying not to be judgmental."


 "It started off from talking about it with a cosmetic surgeon friend who is a frustrated artist. From talking to more surgeons, I discovered they are all frustrated artists." Watching them work was riveting, he says. "They move like a craftsman making a musical instrument." And there were obvious parallels with his own work. "Three hundred years ago, the portrait painter's job was to take people who looked a bit strange and fit them into a mould. That's why all Gainsborough's portraits look pretty similar. Nowadays you don't have to do that: if anyone wants to look like Jordan, they can.

."http://www.theguardian.com/artanddesign/2011/dec/05/jonathan-yeo-under-skin


sketch book stuff


While my body casting is on hold, (although I have now got some more alginate but now don’t have an assistant), I’ve been drawing with paint.  I am still concerned with the idea of not so physical a form and in these brush drawings from Iife I was after some sort of ‘essence’ like quality and also the liberating freedom of spontaneity and looseness after painting using photos.  I really want to gain experience of painting from life and I’m able to do the occasional quick sketch but at the moment I’m pretty much stuck with my own face which is getting boring and seems a bit narcissistic, although a way of gaining practice                                                                                                                                                                             
John working
I have a ‘feel’ of what I’m after but it is just a feel and I’m striving to make sense of it and create something that resonates with it, I suppose most artists are striving for and after a way of expressing a feel of something.  Anyway, these are far from what I am after, the really stern look is quite a scary aspect of myself,… must be all that concentration.
mirror drawing in paint


mirror drawing in paint
John sitting in kitchen

Sunday, 1 March 2015

Project 2: Experiments in life casting continues

My attempts with the alginate are on hold until I get some more and having not really done anything for a week due to being ill has spurred me on to make up for lost time.  The weather today was rubbish so it seemed a good plan to explore some more ideas. I'm still trying to indicate form with something without it being solid.  I like the idea of using wire and mesh but without quite knowing how to go about it at the moment I also had the idea of using fabric soaked in plaster to indicate form.  Not to wrap around completely but to indicate it, as if it had been blown into an invisible thing and taken its form.  The only readily available form I have to use as a model is myself and my happy to assist partner who is used to my strange requests.

I decided the granny net curtain material, being mesh-like would hold the plaster well. Knowing what a mess I tend to make I covered the bathroom floor in black bags before positioning myself on a small table and anchoring my foot in the towel cupboard, with the idea the fabric would drape down in front of me while catching body contours.  The fabric was soaked in crystacast plaster and draped over before pouring a few more bowl fulls along the length of the fabric until we thought there was enough.  I did ask that warm water was used for the plaster but when it trickles down your back it still feels pretty cold!  (At this point I was wishing I had taken time to find a more comfortable position, whilst also worrying that at some point one of the sproggies would be wanting to come in for the loo).


Normally plaster sets quickly, unless you have cramp in a leg and are getting really cold, so next the hair dryer was employed.  I did think that perhaps the plaster wasn't thick enough but when my leg beccame unbearably painful I no longer cared and the plaster was prised off.   Ouch, ouch!.........mental note to self to rub petroleum jelly on first next time!
Well sadly the plaster was not quite thick enough and the form pretty much collapsed, although at this point I was now busy in the shower using an exfoliating sponge on my skin, trying to rub away the stubbornly adhered plaster which was gradually coming away along with the top layer of me.

Well although not a successful outcome, I think if I do it again (glutton for punishment), there needs to be perhaps an initial layer of mod-roc on me before the plaster fabric is applied and this would possibly give the whole thing a lot more strength and stability.  Anyway, it made for a more interesting rainy sunday.

Project 2: Experiments in life casting

Well following on from my experiments with materials I really need a better form on which to base the material.  The hand casts were not ideal as so small and fiddly, so I thought I really needed a head cast, which by my reckoning would provide a more recogniseable, larger and flatter form for the materials.  I had bought a small packet of alginate a few years back which provided a really successful way of replicating the hand casts and one face cast of a guinea pig friend.  So having recently bought another larger bag of the stuff off of ebay,  I got myself fashionably attired in black plastic bag, and having chickened out of full head cast, instructed partner in the method of face casting, (and drank lots of wine to alleviate fears of panic and claustrophobia). I hate the feeling of being shut in, added to which I have the associative memories from teenhood when I got a friend to cover my face in plaster while I led down.  The straws that were supposed to maintain airways had lots of gaps around them which allowed the plaster to seep up my nose.  Anyway, this wasn't nearly so bad, although the comments, "its a bit lumpy", it's not sticking very well", and, "it's not like the stuff in the video you showed me" should have made me realise all was not well.

"Ah it will be fine", was my optimistic response (before my mouth was sealed shut) and we continued after with the mod-roc application.  This was the only really claustrophobic bit.  This was the bit that made the world become darker and my anxiety begin as I worried about a plaster cast of the inside of my nostrils.

That thankfully didn't happen and all was fine,  but.........when we removed the cast the alginate all came apart in bits.  That wasn't supposed to happen,.......bum!
I have since had more success in mixing the alginate with a blender in that it removes lumps and sets better but subsequent attempts at using it on various body parts has proved that it is a duff bag.  Maybe it's old or something but it wouldn't even replicate my daughter's hand very well so looks like I will have to source some more and put it down to experience. Back to the drawing board, as they say.