Despite current economic trends, how do you view painting? Having had a show revovling around the identity of scotland and artist influenced by a painter that represents scotland on an international level, where do you view the status of painting?
As a painter, i can not escape it. i have constructed collages, assemblages and i have taken photography. I want to do film/video installations. all of the aspects come back to painting. i need to feel that process, the act of the brush smearing pigment across a surface. The smell, the act. i do not need validation. it will not help. the need is still there. one art form is not more important than another. Intent is intent. the message is what is important.( an easy arguement can be had there...but if the artist is not responsible for how they are used then they will be used out of their control.)
there is something inherent in painting that people can access. it is a physical act that anyone is capable of doing, but don't feel like they can do.It is different than other art forms that they can avoid. ie photography, film/video, sound or installation. the same happens with painting...the switching off..but when people go to see art they go to see paitnings. When a painting goes beyond their comprehension whether it be by intent or by technique they discredit it. when i say intent i mean that the piece may have come across as simple but may be of relevance of an art historical substinance that they, the masses, are not privy to.( who cares what they think?)
i back step from that statement. the public may not always get what a painting means, but they will always fall back on the cliche" i don't know if it's art, but i know what i like." no one talks about painting. I am not looking for stallabrass' comments on what is 'incorporated'. i have similiar takes on the power of the pound or dollar and their investment in the art market. i need to finish it first. if it is dead how does it reoccur? not to mean that people are not continually doing it. it cannot keep up with the technology of printmaking that mass media utilizes. It does not cease to exists. even weekend painters still exists when they could just take a digital photograph and print it out on their specialized 'dock' printer. i am looking for a point of view that can help me grow... we all need to learn. "the unexamined life is not worth living."(socrates) just ask bill and ted
Friday, May 27, 2005
Friday, May 13, 2005
some days
Spent like money
Chasing dragons
As you come to fear
As I come to fear
that what I hold dearest
is that is the nearest.
That idea
The devotion
the dedication
the pursuit
a must
My boredom.
My time.
I just can’t seem to drink you off my mind.
All around the island
Even walls fall down
Part of me is wrong
It could crush this town
They don’t even notice
The revolutions come one by one
isn’t it funny that
we forgot how to have fun.
Looking for a purpose
Hit the road
Can you deny
There’s nothing more than the traveling hands of time
And I have nothing left to lose
The roads are lined with colorful billboards
Trying to sell me things I don’t need
This ain’t living
I’m just buying time
You walk the floor
The way I do
The voice in the corner
calling for the innocent
it’s to dark to put the key in the ignition
I want to know
I want to know
We may well be the ones
To set this world on its ear
If not then why are we here
Tell me that I’m wrong
Did you think that I would just walk away
We are still here
Atleast for today
Chasing dragons
As you come to fear
As I come to fear
that what I hold dearest
is that is the nearest.
That idea
The devotion
the dedication
the pursuit
a must
My boredom.
My time.
I just can’t seem to drink you off my mind.
All around the island
Even walls fall down
Part of me is wrong
It could crush this town
They don’t even notice
The revolutions come one by one
isn’t it funny that
we forgot how to have fun.
Looking for a purpose
Hit the road
Can you deny
There’s nothing more than the traveling hands of time
And I have nothing left to lose
The roads are lined with colorful billboards
Trying to sell me things I don’t need
This ain’t living
I’m just buying time
You walk the floor
The way I do
The voice in the corner
calling for the innocent
it’s to dark to put the key in the ignition
I want to know
I want to know
We may well be the ones
To set this world on its ear
If not then why are we here
Tell me that I’m wrong
Did you think that I would just walk away
We are still here
Atleast for today
Sunday, May 01, 2005
We'll pay later
Shopper. Wares and aware
that nothing lasts forever
that way we can go buy
more trinkets and gear.
Wearers lay bare
their wallets for this advertisement
on the shirt
like the one a friend has,
like the one that model wears
with the mobile like mine.
Bear in mind that
the same seasons colors
are at every store
along Princes Street. Who decides that?
They do. They do
for you, or at least
your money and we buy it
every time. Not you?
not there? not the money
that you earn? Well it
must be at the other shops
off Cockburn.
My work by design
Trying to understand
Tryin to find the reason
Of That vibe
Pay later, two for one
The sound waves of the messages
The visual consequence
My subconscious burned.
that nothing lasts forever
that way we can go buy
more trinkets and gear.
Wearers lay bare
their wallets for this advertisement
on the shirt
like the one a friend has,
like the one that model wears
with the mobile like mine.
Bear in mind that
the same seasons colors
are at every store
along Princes Street. Who decides that?
They do. They do
for you, or at least
your money and we buy it
every time. Not you?
not there? not the money
that you earn? Well it
must be at the other shops
off Cockburn.
My work by design
Trying to understand
Tryin to find the reason
Of That vibe
Pay later, two for one
The sound waves of the messages
The visual consequence
My subconscious burned.
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