In response to the large gauge piece with cool grids as the ground, I have started two smaller pieces which are to function as a diptych.
The fall generally means invites to Holiday sales and group shows. This year I was asked to participate in the Sohns Gallery Show, “All Small” this November. Each artist has been given three 6″ X 6″ panels to work with. We were instructed to “paint, draw, collage, print, assemble on our panels. Anything goes as long as the panel is still able to hang on the wall. Normally when given these types of group shows I have tried to make cute works involving characters that I think will sell. I’ve been trying to steer clear of some of the character work recently. I don’t think that I am getting out of it what I once was.
Instead I decided to make a small series out of an image that I had been obsessing over for some weeks. A while back I found myself sitting at a coffee shop called Crema, here in Portland. There are several chairs and a couch which face a massive window in the front which overlooks the harbor. I felt drawn to the power lines across the street. The light was dim that day as the sky was overcast. It hearkened back to the days sitting in coffee shops in Seattle. As I was sitting looking out the window I noticed a plane landing. Suddenly I felt very much in tune with the aircraft which were taking off and landing far more frequently than I had ever noticed. I thought back to living in my old house where I could feel the planes as they started to come into the runway. The silhouette of the plane seemed so powerful to me and yet so small against the vastness that was the sky. It’s a simple image really, but one that I’ve been obsessed with since.
I started drawing the scene over and over again on small pieces of wood. Several of the resulting pieces I then glued down to the surfaces of my three All Small pieces.
The first piece I really wanted to add an element from a Jasper Johns piece. For some reason the target pieces seemed to work with the airplane imagery. I’m not sure exactly how the viewer will read this piece, but that’s a good thing right?
The last piece included the first image that I drew from my coffee shop experience. I decided to work with the same type of imagery that I had used in my work for 10 X 10 Brunswick. I determined that the painterly and the more graphic would balance out nicely, and I think that it does.
The pieces don’t feel like my usual imagery or like they fall into my usual visual tropes. It was an extremely liberating process to work on these pieces. Hopefully I can loosen up even more in the coming months. I feel like I am finally feeling more interested in the act of painting than I am in trying to push some false agenda on the work. I wonder how that will effect the viewing experience of my work.
Peace
-Mike
Waiting for Something to Say
I’ve been waiting for something to say. I’ve been absolutely certain that the work that I’ve been creating would lead to something to say, but that really hasn’t proven to be the case. I feel like Joseph in the Dangling Man again. Work has been different. Studio has felt freer. While I have in the past spent much of my time in studio with preconceived notions of the pieces that I would create, I have been stuck in a conundrum. None of the work which I have been creating has any pre-determined answers. I’ve finally reached a point where I’ve freed myself from the necessity of having an answer and that, ultimately, is a good thing, although it does leave me in a bit more of a bind when I’m trying to figure out what kind of shows to prepare and for whom.
When I speak with my good friend Julie, she has everything figured out. She understands her concepts front and back; the references that might be conjured, and every element of visual fodder that exists within her work. I don’t. I have no idea. When I attempt to understand how someone is going to see my work then it merely gets me thinking in a manner which makes me construct things specifically so that people will understand my work. This seems inherently bad. And so I wonder if people don’t just create from different perspectives much like they view from different perspectives. This is obvious. Of course we would, but it seems that when you go to graduate school the intent is to learn how to mold your work with a viewer in mind and how to build multifarious works which speak to several different levels with every piece of work.
I don’t know what I’m doing though. It seems incredibly frustrating. I am left with images that are burned into my mind, characters that I obsess over, and systems with and without function.
It’s also been suggested to me that my artwork should be split up into that which is for commercial work and that which is for fine art. I have so much trouble with the idea of it. My illustrative work informs my fine art and my fine art informs my illustrative work. I’ve always wanted to make work that functioned in both spheres, not in just one. Perhaps I’m just confused. Here’s my opportunity to let you all know that I am immensely confused. I am, however, very pleased with working, being in the work, and feeling the rhythms of creativity that keep me moving.
I’ve studied a great deal over the past few years, tried to remain present within my work, and mindful of my surroundings, but I still do not seem to have any idea of what I am doing before I make things. At first I am only attempting to make something that is stuck in my head and I don’t know that that accounts for anything to say.
With that all said, here are some of the projects that I have been working on most recently. I am super stoked about all of them.
I have been working on a segmented series of vertical patterns and city scape paintings which I most recently have started to combine. The intention of the segmented piece is to finish it and have it occupy the Space Gallery window. Every time that I apply for that window space I am told that the gallery is looking for something that says “Maine” more. I feel like the city scapes automatically say Maine and I am also quite interested in communicating the different spaces within my city in very small segments of the city. The two seem to make sense with each other.
The last series that I am working on is a stereo train which I am creating on different boards about a foot tall. The lengths of the boards vary, as do the styles of drawings and painting. The idea of the trainset is that it will span one small segment of the room near the top much like an actual train set that used to run around the top of the Boxcar, a restaurant where I used to stop with my old friend Kelly after we had hiked at Magnussen Park in Seattle.
I’m pleased to be in the midst of all of this work. I wish I understood more what I was doing, but I imagine that I will find the meaning somewhere on the other end. Hopefully at least admitting my lack of intent will help me to find some.
Peace
-Mike
Camus and the End
Production and Making
I recently sent myself a text message to my email from class. It read, “Art is found, not created.” The reference was to an image I had just sent myself of a gap in the ceiling with two lights to either side of the gap. It looked as though there were a face coming out of the ceiling and while I was teaching class and waiting for students to respond to the ideas and prompts that I was feeding them I couldn’t help but have this image stuck in my mind.
It kept telling me that “art is found, not created.” It’s true, I think. The ideas that pop into my head are the results of explorations. During the exploration we find something new here or there and add it into our repertoire or respond to it accordingly.
With this sort of logic working in me the last several days it seems as no surprise that while in studio working on what has become a production project in the totems. I say it is now a production project because I am not trying to solve anything new with the totems at this point, or least if I am the realizations are coming much slower than they were. Ideas seem like that. As we first explore the ideas there is a change here and there and all over the place, but as we sit on the idea for a little while it mellows out a bit. It becomes an idea which is in need of transformation or modification. While I am not done with the totems project, I have learned a lot of what I am open to learning before I intend to show the work next Saturday at Picnic. To be fair you have to stop someplace.
I started looking around studio. Four years ago when I got to graduate school I started working on a couple mobiles. They weren’t balanced correctly and I failed miserably in producing them successfully but the panels which I used in the mobile are still around. They were in the style that I have been using for the past several years; drawn with a flat paint background. What the patterns have made me realize more than anything is that I miss pushing paint, mixing colors, layering and overlapping. I needed a change in 2010. There was a lot going on in and outside of art, but now I am feeling patient with myself again. I am not in a rush to get everything done and more importantly I am feeling very excited about the contrast between well rendered painterly subject, flat patterns and flat backgrounds.
This image popped into my head and as I am a student at all times, I followed it with all my might.
There is something that may be better about the raw drawing, but I am excited to face this dilemma and for now it is nice to work with the machinery again. I stopped working with the machinery when I was in graduate school because none of my answers to questions there were good enough for faculty and peers. The thing is that modern art doesn’t like an image which states what it is. This image is what it is and there is no room for the modern art world to negotiate its space. I am not leaving myself open to learn in the showing process perhaps, but frankly I don’t care. Our world is full of machines tearing down and rebuilding our landscape. We try to fix everything that we destroy by destroying it even more. I am merely waiting for the day that we try to repair our atmosphere and water cycles with machines.
Peace
-Mike
I was turned onto a study today, which was recently published by the BBC News concerning the possible differences in artists and non-artists brains. Research suggested that artists carried more developed grey matter in the area of the brain called the precuneus in the parietal lobe. Additionally subjects more disposed to drawing were found to have increased grey and white matter in the cerebellum and also in the supplementary motor area. This leads to a a greater refinement in motor skills. The full article can be found here.
The question that I can’t shake is one of origin. Are artists and creatives innately granted more of this particular type of brain matter, or is the function of these various areas of the brain similar to the function of a muscle used in sport? If a subject were to use his or her creative muscle more would that then allow those parts of the brain to grow?
I’ve also been mulling over a bit of what I read in the August 2014 issue of Juxtapoz on Madlib. DJ’s have always seemed to be the rawest form of what I consider my creativity to be. They are constantly collecting sounds and beats, while I find that I am constantly collecting surfaces and imagery. The method is not that different. Madlib expresses that he is “into” no particular style of music or sounds. He is a student of the sounds. He is a student of the world. You can see a preview of some of the Madlib articles on Juxtapoz’s website, here. I think that this format of thinking about art work is more productive than relying on the idea that my brain may or may not be different from anyone else. Essentially, hard work and study may in fact improve the function and growth of certain areas of the brain, but half of the production is in the study.
The reason that I find myself curious about the origin of this creativity is more or less to hone those skills. We all wonder what it is that makes us unique. I think that creatives can actually more actively be aware of what it is that makes them unique, but the source of the attributes sometimes interrupts the flow of the creativity. Perhaps knowing that working the area like a muscle will help, both scientifically and dogmatically. The idea of “working your creative muscle” was one pushed in art school, hence dogma, but seeing this study seems to give some much needed credence to this hokey sounding idea.
The patterns within my totem series seems to be a good example of both the study and the push. I feel as though I am thoroughly exercising my brain, while thoroughly studying some classic material. Here are the two newest totems that I finished.
Peace
-Mike
My preparations for Picnic have been progressing well. While the majority of my days involve juggling the schedule of an infant, I have still been able to spend a good portion of time in studio and an even better portion of time drawing. The difficulty of having a small family is obvious. There is so very much to do. We are very much into the attachment parenting philosophy, so when the little man requests attention we are rapt.
Over the weekend my wife and I made a trip out to Vinalhaven, the island that she is from, to visit her godparents. I was concerned that I would get nothing done, but I can say on two counts that this is not the case. I both managed to draw out seven new totems and create a new character based on a design decorating the door of an armoire in the side room where we slept and made it through a hefty portion of the Sirens of Titan, a Vonnegut book that I purchased in one of my favorite book stores which I always visit before getting on the ferry.
The Sirens of Titan traverses a land without feeling, the need for breath, or the need for family. Men and women are taken away to Mars and separated from their families. Small antennas are placed in peoples’ heads so that they can be shocked every time they begin to remember anything. This brings an entirely new meaning to the Zen sort of principle that there is only the now. It’s a good read for the workaholic in me. I feel as though this entity entirely controlled by remote and separated from the things in life that matter is not that far off from the human being that I become when I trap myself in my studio for too long. Oddly I had been kicking and screaming about this trip, wanting to spend more time in studio and what I actually realized is that was one of the most important times to spend with my family, on an island, resting and enjoying the company of some very compelling and compassionate individuals. The drawings that I completed on the island reflected a patience that I think I am sometimes missing.
I am attempting to reach 100 small totems for the Picnic festival. I don’t think there is much chance of me making it there as I make my drawings and mock ups more and more complicated, but I do think that the work that I show will be of a great quality and there is definitely over fifty of the totems now. It is pleasant to find inspiration in my surroundings. It is obvious that one might, however it is very easy to get lost within the studio mind, rehashing ideas and observing nothing of importance. I thank my wife for allowing me an escape from my studio mind.
Here are some photos of some of the more recent totems.
These two birds are based on the character that I saw on the armoire on the island. I don’t feel like any of my characters have this much grace and yet these birds were by no means a copy of the birds on the armoire, merely influenced by the motion. I feel like one of these birds would do well in a painting referencing Giacomo Balla’s Dynamism of a Dog on a Leash pictured below. Something to do with the plumage in the tail mimicking the dog’s tale and the master’s feet, but I am not sure how yet. It is just lodged in my temporal lobe waiting for the time being.
This last bird is based off of some drawings of Petroglyphs from the Haida in the Pacific Northwest, however one of Courtney’s friends pleasantly pointed out to me that it looked like an Angry Bird. I hope that that is not the only thing that this bird reminds people of. The pattern on the side is based on a fabric that my wife bought to make household goods with.
I am really pleased with the work that I have been creating of late. It is good to have my wife to make me step out of my own head every once in a while.
Peace
-Mike
Ps Here’s a cute photo of my boy.
Patterns and Totems
I’m really pleased with this work and I can’t wait to get it all out there at Picnic. I’m hoping that the public will appreciate it like I do.
Peace
-Mike
The Mad Push For Picnic Begins
It occurred to me the other day that we are well into July. This last weekend was a holiday weekend and the weeks preceding this past weekend accounted for the first weeks of my boy, the mini lark. It has been super busy and I have been having trouble keeping track of much of anything. That said, I realized that Picnic, which I will be showing in again this summer, is in a mere 6 weeks. I need to get my work together.
I have re-thought the way that I wish to finish my totems, what they mean to me, what their cosmology entails, etc, but now I really just need to make a slew of them. I would like to have at least a hundred miniature totems created for the Picnic festival. Last year I did quite well with them. I also wish to have a number of different jewelry options. I feel like people will enjoy having the totems as pendants as well.
Tonight I found myself in studio able to putz around a bit and I started working through these three totems. I am treating them all like pieces that work in the round. I think that it likens the work to a more complete stage. Here are the three that I was working on tonight.
I still find myself struggling as I know that I need to create a piece with a shark in it. For some reason I having trouble translating a shark character into this vernacular. My best attempt thus far is at the left. I don’t think it is very good as a shark, but it does appear to suit itself well as a swimming dinosaur. Art problems.
Peace
-Mike