This is my most recent pesky problem. I’m nibbling around the edges, to no avail. So I just look at it. and wait. Then ignore it, and wait. Look at it, and wait. Thing is, there’s always an open-ended space somewhere in there, a questing needing a proper answer, and dumping some thoughtless thing into that space, simply because I can, defeats the purpose. So I’m ok with the patience and perseverance the process requires.
I don’t get tied up in creative knots. I just go where curiosity leads, and most recently, that’s constructing compact stage-like vignettes. These interludes begin where the narrative qualities of the paintings leave off. Looking in on medium large nuts and bolts.
O’ Those Beach Days. The customs of a well polished routine, illustrated.
Wherever your summer happens to take you . . . have a good one . . . and thanks for reading.
How to Assemble the Kite is the other one. Eleven drawn, cubed, and liberally applied to one seventy-nine.
I like the process of melding these identities. The mixing of fragments to an ordered fashion. Steps faithfully followed and applied to canvas. Its structure, a guiding principle, woven into the fabric of transformation.
It started with the temporary sculptures. Mostly small assembled groups of things, digitally documented, the pieces dispersed. Now the parts stay together. Stories collected, intermingled and named. Machine painting the end of time and the hole to fall into.
At the time, Donna asked if I had a plan, and the answer was . . . yes I do. The plan was to take it apart, and go from there. It took a good long while, but this is where the going, got me. So . . . the studio is back together, slimmed down and tightened up. I’ve traditionally needed a bit of chaos in my studios, or as I like to call it “serendipitous creative cross-pollination”. Now I’ll see how this order thing plays out . . . so far it’s holding strong.
If I was counting (and I am) this canvas is in its fourth stage of near completion, time to put it aside let it percolate for a while. The rain has the garden in overdrive, providing a worthy distraction. I can’t stay out of the dirt. Adding some new, attention to the old, and moving the garden’s temporary structures about.
I’d planned to get this missive posted last Tuesday, but now it’s Valentines’ . . . so in keeping with the spirit of the day . . . from the 1804 “Cartes De Fantaisie” deck of playing cards, the Queen and Jack of Hearts. The set was originally published in 1804 and re-issued in 1884. The cards featured here, are from a 1984 commemorative deck published by J.M.S France-Cartes. The set depicted Isabeau de Baviere, the Queen of France as the Queen of Hearts and Etienne de Vignolles nicknamed “La Hire” (wrath of god), as the face of the Jack of Hearts.