I watched The Beautiful Losers with my wife tonight. It was her first time. And though the artists in that movie/book/show are much more successful, at least in monetary terms, than I am, I felt like it was an insight into my thought process; where my head and heart are at when they seem checked out.
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I Can Feel It
The emotion is all over me right now. I have felt so trapped by a new schedule necessary for my summer job that all my anxieties, interjections, thoughts and emotion has become bottled up. Today was supposed to be an all day studio day, but I decided to take my son to the park and stay home and work for a while. He’s amazing. He makes me think things I’ve never thought and slow down for things that I would never have had patience for.
Winding Down
The Dinosaurs of Industry and the Rhythm of Man goes up on Friday. This past week has been a feverish push to be ready to hang and packed up by late Thursday. The work looks great, but I had thought that spending six months on the show I might have escaped some of the last minute ideas that always come to me, that I might be done and not looking for anything more out of myself. I wonder if this isn’t a ridiculous expectation, however. That last minute expectation is the creative urge. That is pure adrenaline, not in a diffused coffee sort of delivery but in the purest of idea forms. It is a beautiful feeling and as much as my wife likes it when I am home in the evening I just can’t do it this week.
This has been so much work and it feels so good to see the accumulation of images all in one place. I can confidently say that this is the best body of work that I’ve ever made.
Peace
-Mike
1 Week, 1 Day, and All’s Well
The Dinosaurs of Industry and the Rhythm of Man goes up in 8 days. I feel surprisingly good and my nerves are doing relatively okay. This is amazing. I have been working on this body of art for roughly six months. My stress level is low. I am primarily working on finishing touches and making sure that everything hangs as it should. Logistics in getting to Bangor actually look like the most difficult aspect of the week right now, so life is good. Here’s the card that I put together for the show.
If you’re in the area, pop in and fly the flag. It would be awesome to see some friendly faces.
Best
Mike
I have an image stuck in my head. While waiting in the car with sleeping Austin, puttering in a sketchbook I started playing with triangles again. I had been working with a checkerboard style of shading and primarily bounding my patterns in squares. However, the sketchbook allows me to experiment more. I was looking for a way to literally break out of the box. This sketch grew organically, despite its measured geometric components. The result was a diamond. I wasn’t thinking about diamonds, nor has it been something that I have visually obsessed over before, but as this was hitting the page I knew that it was soon going to be something that I would obsess over.
1.) The feeling that you have at 2 AM, when you finish a piece, and you are riding the creative high is your response to that out of body experience, the act of being a painter, what some referred to as visiting with a muse, but above all else, a beautiful thing to embrace, live in and realize as a goal. It is not fair to expect other people viewing your work to experience your work in the same manner. Distance yourself from the piece before you show it.
2.) If you want to sell paintings for $100 they will always be worth $100. If you want to sell your work for more than that establish that precedent from the beginning. If people do not want to fork over the $100, your work may not have reached the quality that you are aiming for. Do not despair. Keep your head down and work.
3.) It is never okay to forget the processes and rules that you learned in school. You are welcome to break the rules and ignore the processes in the creative moment, but realize that doing so will not be without consequence.
4.) Once you have “made” it, there are still many levels to attain. Try harder.
5.) Draw all of the things that you are too nervous to draw for fear of fucking up.
6.) Make your work. You are fascinated by a bunch of artists that you hold up on a platform as having “made it.” They “made it” because they were confident in their own work and they had honed their skills to a level that allowed them to establish themselves in the art market.
7.) Selling art is business. Treat it as such.
8.) Make, sign, and follow contracts.
9.) Do not accept a project that you will not have enough time to complete without sacrificing the work that you really want to be spending time on.
10.) People are quick to attach the term success to money and celebrity. Whether you make a lot of money or not, whether you are well known or not, you can still be very successful. Determine your own goals. Live by them and have faith in yourself.
The Show Must Go On
I hang this installation in 18 days. I also start a new job next week. The semester doesn’t end until the week after the show. I feel incredibly overwhelmed. It is no surprise to me that as one of my students was asking me to lighten up on the assignment today I relented. Why should everybody have to keep working all the time? That said, I’ve mostly been wishing for the ability to continue working all the time. I want so much out of this show and I’m just not sure that I am going to be able to pull it off. This isn’t all bad. If I don’t succeed 100% that gives me a spot to start when I am through with the show, but of course I want everything to be perfect for my own sake. The average viewer doesn’t know when we fail ourselves and failure is healthy and desirable, a learning experience and a chance to change.
Yesterday I began revamping a piece that I thought that I had a clear plan on. It was exciting to cover up the old design and bring a new design to the piece. It doesn’t mathematically fit together and I prefer it that way. It is exploding from the lower left hand corner of the piece. I’m not sure that it works as well as I would like but it’s new and a bit more exciting.
I’ve also been really excited about a couple works that I am working on referencing both wallpaper and succulents. The patterns easily translate into a type of wall paper and the drawings of succulents work well in opposition, geometric versus biomorphic.
The variation in this show may prove to be difficult to work with. I haven’t determined if it may be easier or if I will find difficulties working everything in together. I know that I am interested in the show being a bit chaotic, disorienting and loud, but I am not sure how much I need it to sit still to be happy with it.
We’ll see.
Peace
-Mike
I received an email earlier this week pressing me for the artist statement and title for the show in May. Quite honestly I didn’t have either, so this evening I sat down with a new notebook which I had picked up from Rock, Paper, Scissor in Wiscassett, ME. I began by writing some of the things which I’ve been thinking over and over while creating this work, and then slowly started to develop some more coherent thoughts. Here’s the artist statement in its totality.
“The Dinosaurs of Industry past loom over its creators; ineffectual reminders of bygone eras when a symbiotic relationship between man and machine seemed the answer to the meaning of life. The current decade witnesses a hopeful return to work and the Earth, a desire to mutually benefit our fellow man by keeping our money close to home. We are becoming more interested in the Earth and what it takes to preserve our habitat. Naturally, we proceed as a species until we realize effect and then we attempt to bandage the wounds after the bleeding has reached a critical level.
This song is for the broken-spirited man
This song is for anyone left standing
After the strain of a slow, sad end
Last week I sat down with my journal in studio while listening to a Louis Armstrong tape that I’ve had for many years. The course of thought that struck me was that a tape cassette is an imperfect, temporal object. Much like the human memory it is crisp in the beginning but as time wears on it becomes less and less comprehendible. It becomes distorted, disintegrates and depending on care falls apart.
The journaling method is becoming more important to me. I have determined that the process and the finished product are one in the same. This years finished product is next years building block to next years finish. Everything is a work in progress. There is no real finish. As such the journal becomes a way to organize the thoughts and chronology of creative decisions. I am not as good with it yet as I would like to be but I am hoping with a little work it becomes something that I am more capable of doing.
I have been reading Henry Miller in tandem with working on this show of works for Bangor, ME. I appreciate how his work is individual accounts of events which seem more or less disparate of one another but build into an elaborate account of his life on Big Sur. It is this same interrelation, I think, that my work depends on, much like my “finished” pieces all adding together to make the newest finished pieces.
Currently I am working through some smaller works to go with my larger cross hatched pieces in the upcoming show. I am mostly trying to find the connection between the moths and the tape cassette ribbons. It is out there, or perhaps in there, but I have not been able to make any concrete connection as of yet. Here are a couple images of the diptych which hopefully helps me find these elusive relationships.
I have also started to work on a couple more studies, like the studies of foundry buckets that I was working on before I started my large drawing of the bucket with ascending moths. This piece of technology that I am working with is the train whistle. There is something in function to the train whistle that seems very much connected to this whole process. It is mechanical and creates sound. That may be all that it needs to be to create the connection, but I suspect that there is another nugget of meaning in there somewhere as well. Sorry for the crummy picture. I took it in a room fully lit by 60 watt bulbs. I’ll post a better image later this week.
Lastly, I finally found a book of Apollinaire’s poetry. He was incredibly profound and I feel very pleased to be accompanying this body of work with some of his poetry. There is a romanticism in his verse crossed with a literary playfulness which I attempt to create between drawing and painting proficiency and witty imagery and visual references. Hopefully reading more of his work will sharpen my wit.
Peace
-Mike