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re: surfacing, once again

August 20th, 2010

resurfacing, from some dark days spent in the artist’s studio… it has been raining quite a lot lately but today was bright and breezy. august is now always such a washout; it never used to be like this. i have lots of green tomatoes but no chutney jars…  listening to the evening breeze, it could almost be the rushing sound of the sea in the distance…


some paint pots and some paint brushes

some works that are still in progress

actually, i have left these two paintings (the lichenscapes) well alone for the last week, concentrating instead on finishing some smaller pieces…

these are (or will be) mouldscapes


some small paintings drying on a washing line

these are looking quite mouldy but they are not at all mouldy… sometimes deep within this stuff lies a cure, a solution, the answer – it’s mould, but it’s not always bad… i had brief dip into charles darwin’s the formation of vegetable mould 1881, the natural formation of mould as in the breakdown of organic matter (green manure) to produce a friable, fertile soil and earthworms’ vital part in this process… darwin studied worms very closely and deduced they had no true sense of hearing (although they are sensitive to vibrations) – he wrote extensively about his observations & many experiments, but without (obviously) any intentional humour:

They took not the least notice of the shrill notes from a metal whistle, which was repeatedly sounded near them; nor did they of the deepest and loudest tones of a bassoon. They were indifferent to shouts, if care was taken that the breath did not strike them. When placed on a table close to the keys of a piano, which was played as loudly as possible, they remained perfectly quiet.

[from the formation of vegetable mould, 1881]

it does conjure up quite a comical scene – and i presume it was darwin loudly playing the bassoon…

so, back to the mouldscapes – perhaps i should work on dreaming up more lyrical titles for these? someone once wrote in an exhibition visitors’ book that my work was refreshing in that it explained its source without recourse to the written word… although i do go some way (here at least) to explain the things that fascinate me and the parallel desire to make work (for want of a better word) about them; the processes and ideas merge to the point that neither can exist without the other.. i figure (or fear) i’ll forever be consumed by the processes of decay/change/renewal because it is a big subject to explore and each time one thinks one can do it better or differently… my ideas seem quite focused but i think (or procrastinate!) about working in different media, a different format or scale… when i look back at some of my student work i can see that the sculptural elements have also persisted but have never quite progressed into 3d…

i also made a fresh batch of handmade paper this past week… i was quite taken by the ordered but irregular, deckled edges as i stacked up the dried sheets, and the 3d form they constructed, creating a strata of sorts, a layering of a different kind (3d again, take note)…


a neat ‘n’ tidy stack of handmade, deckled papers

i also pursued some sketching, more ideas around the irregularity of forms and surface imperfections were/are still on my mind… can the indefinable wabi sabi aesthetic ever be deliberately crafted?


some sketchbook drawings

i am still working through these ideas for creating a series of vessel-like forms – that is, i am quite clear about my intentions and reasons for doing so but have yet to construct them and i have not answered the repeated call for action on the matter… something for a future post no doubt, when the lichen/mould paintings are truly done & finished, and after the artworks group exhibition opens to the public in september – the current lichen/mould paintings will form the main body of new work for this show, but i will also submit some smaller pieces for the exhibition’s shop… watch this space…

i framed this intaglio collagraph print in preparation for a new exhibition opening at the harleston gallery next week (i have put in two other collagraph prints for the gallery’s browser)… the broad theme of this group exhibition is the allotments and i considered that this collagraph, as the composition evolved out of looking at the surface structures of old sheds & barns, just might fit the allotted criteria – although, having visited the local allotments just once (on the second occasion they were locked up) i did not see any ramshackle, old tin sheds, it was all rather neat and tidy…


an old tin shed, intaglio collagraph, 2010

the exhibition at the harleston gallery is called ‘breaking ground‘ and it will open on thursday 26th august, the private view is 6.30pm-8.30pm. the exhibition continues to 25th september 2010. if you are local to or perhaps just passing through the delightful, waveney valley, please drop in to see the exhibition – and, one could also partake in a nice pot of tea and some lovely cake from the gallery cafe…

i also applied to a professional artist mentoring scheme; my application was considered but i was not selected for the programme – i may write about that process in a future post, but the first thought that came to mind was must try harder. perhaps all i need to re-invigorate my work  and/or recontextualize my practice is an all-expenses-paid trip to the venice biennale – i would become more critically engaged with the ‘issues’ in contemporary art/painting – and i would also, probably, still be deeply enamoured by the distressed architecture, those old, crumbling facades with their outward appearance of a slow and very elegant decay…

no matter, i will continue to reflect on and write about art and painting, even if some of the creative musings don’t (yet) make it into finished artwork, they have been registered as having some potential at least, and myself the artist and my art will continue to exist, out here in the back of beyond…

regular readers might notice that i have a facebook badge thingamy–>

i have just set myself up a little fan page, which pretty much just redistributes what appears here – the account for a page is very limited, which is perhaps a very good thing… and now it seems that i have three fans, so thank you! but if i get twenty fans i then facebook lets me personalise the page’s url!

i thought that having a professional ‘page’ was maybe the thing to do, the way to go, another platform for promoting the art, but now i am not so sure – i always have nagging doubts about these things… this week i heard on the radio that in the future people might need to create entirely new identities (as if some people haven’t already been doing this) for their own security, such is the vast amount of personal information that has already been distributed or shared online… you/we/i have all been warned… so, i will try out fb’s pages until september and then evaluate its true worth… all i ever planned to do was to have a nice artist portfolio website and this artist journal has become a naturally inclusive part of it, occasional musings and thoughts from the artist’s studio… and i have also been wondering, what will supercede the supersonic twitter, for soon enough something else will..?

last chance to seerebirth at the Art 1821 gallery – the exhibition runs until 8 september 2010…

next exhibitionbreaking ground at the harleston gallery, 28 august to 25 september 2010…

coming up: the 11th annual artworks exhibition at blackthorpe barns, 11 September to 3 October 2010

more cloud gazing this week, torrential rain all day tuesday (a typically british summer’s day) – this was the view from the window at about 6pm…


a room with a view

i hadn’t really noticed how prominent these power lines were before; my days must be slowly draining of any meaningful structure if i get distracted by this visual discordance with nature’s billowy curtain… today when i awoke, i did, for a brief moment wonder what day it was, whether it was indeed saturday already, and that a day of to-do-tasks might await me, tasks which fuel so little enthusiasm as to be remotely filed and archived for just such rainy days

i am now aspiring to be a full-time, working artist after receiving written confirmation of the non-continuation of the day job contract (a sad sign of the times) – perhaps it is for the best, every cloud has a silver lining, or is that silver-toned..? in the manner of the featureless, grey days i have been feeling somewhat melancholic and the vast canvas of the sky seemed to be a reflection of the reality of recent events…

i have an appointment next week to get some business advice and hopefully formulate a plan… thus, i have not been motivated to paint much, well perhaps for an hour or so, here and there, when the mood takes. it seems too self-indulgent to ‘just paint’ when real-life concerns pile up like the laundry, and then there has been the issue of the quality of daylight

here are a couple of close-up images of lichenscape II in progress, taken earlier today…


detail of the surface of painting, lichen on stone textures

i had a rash moment of destructive thinking when evaluating this canvas (perhaps inspired by these photographic reframings, seeing paintings within paintings), deciding that i might cut up the canvas into nine smaller ones – the lack of a decent-sized space to work in is almost unbearable at times…

i have found that in attending to these two large canvases (the lichenscapes) it has clouded my creative process – i realise that i am trying to condense into these two paintings a subjective concern which would be better pursued over eight or ten (or even more) works… myriad other thoughts (too nebulous to be proper working ideas) also run through my mind, and then i have to remind myself to just focus


another detail of the textured surface of a painting

yesterday evening i attended the private view of the current exhibition rebirth. lorraine cooke, the curator, has done an amazing job in bringing this show together, i feel most privileged to have some of my work included in it. i realise that i am still reticent in ‘working‘ the private view scenario, as i slowly perused the exhibition – this is probably due to a) being very slight and thus am less ‘visible’ in a busy gallery crowd, and, b) a (now) love/hate relationship with the new dr marten boots; i walked to the gallery from the train station and worked up some fine blisters – such small injuries can really be the breaking of the spirit.

i also met and chatted with the artist veronica grassi – she has some quite beautiful textural, sculptural pieces in this exhibition. barbara leaney’s dogwood sculptures are also quite spectacular, as are the smaller, detailed works of the contemporary japanese artists included in the show. i urge anyone passing through the fine city of norwich to go and see the exhibition at art1821 – it is open until 8th september 2010 – you can also read more about the rebirth exhibition on art 1821’s website

to further the idleness of my daily observations, may i introduce my humble sketching kit (i always travel light, a habit instilled in me since inter-railing across europe)…


my winsor & newton sketchers’ box of watercolours


a tiny tiptree jam jar (for water)


an assortment of sketching pencils, mostly derwent & caran d’ache

and a composite image of the sketchbookiness of the last few days, 21-29 july, 2010…


skies and clouds sketches


monday, mid afternoon, looking east across fields towards marshes, high up in the sky, grey centre… in graphite, pencil and watercolour…


wednesday, early afternoon… looking east, cooler, bright, clouds moving fast… in graphite and pencil…


thursday, late afternoon, slim, dark clouds moving laterally, about 5pm…

it is becoming slightly obsessive; i have a mild desire to master the morphing art of the skies…

and i penned another haiku poem, or an ode to a cloud

a cloud
tarnished silver
darkened the weeping willows


i am thinking of joining the cloud appreciation society, whose pledge is to fight the banality of blue-sky thinking…

click here if you would like to see my cloud drawings animation from last year, the art of idleness

last chance to seetextures, traces & elements at beyond the image gallery – the exhibition closes at 4pm on sunday 1st august 2010.

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.

Marcel Proust

i have had my head in the clouds again, a mild attack of the vapours… the heavy rains came (more of a deluge, really) and then swiftly went away giving us brilliant blue skies for a day or so, but then those rain clouds gathered ominously again…


[sketchbook pages, july 2010]

these are some small sketches from the last few days, all completed during the course of travelling to places – by humble bus, no less. it’s a surprisingly bumpy ride by bus in the countryside – the pencils which i thought were securely retained in a pencil case threatened to jump overboard and skittle across the floor of the bus, as one did, but luckily the bus was close to empty…

n.b. all of these sketches are all 14cm x 20cm.


some rain clouds… i guess they are cumulus… with a peek of sky blue…

this is my favourite sketch of one day’s travelling, a brief glimpse of rainfall in the distance (or perhaps it was just the sun’s rays as seen through water vapour after a rainstorm), sketched on the return journey…

here is another one completed around lunchtime… it was bright and breezy with some sunshine, the clouds gathered up (so to speak) and it was ‘looking like rain again’

here is another sketch from earlier in the week (a single, small grey cloud, amongst the white fluff, that caught my eye). i had, to save some money, decided to draw on both sides of the paper in my sketchbooks – but i have noticed now how the fugitive nature of graphite has transferred tones between the sketches, thus unintentionally clouding the drawings still further…

perhaps these incidental smudgings of graphite add a little life to the process..

there seems to be no desire to use these sketches as part of a preliminary process for painting – i think they will feed into my painting in other, less obvious ways…

artists sometimes use photography to record the details of things, as visual references for their work, but plein air drawing (or as seen through a window in these instances) as a process has its own sensibility – one that is exploratory and purely responsive, of the moment, of making brisk marks in real time, marks that have no definitive end…

i have, i think, a bit of a sketchaholicism when it comes to travelling (when not driving). there is the time and space to just gaze, to drift into momentary vistas, spied for perhaps only a few seconds. this inspires a loose, gestural style of drawing that i continue to work into for a few minutes, with the landscape or sky still there to refer to outside the window, slowing shifting in its perspective… this creates an immediacy and vitality of drawing, which if one were ’still’ might produce a more technically-laboured outcome as one wrestles with capturing the singular ‘view’. here, in these sketches, the most time i spent on a sketch would be three or four minutes… i look, i draw, i memorise – perhaps it is a form of (re)training,  for the eyes and the visual memory, to hone one’s perception, to be more receptive and impulsive in drawing what one sees… and i like the self-imposed restrictions of drawing on the move

for a little contextual reference it would be churlish not to mention suffolk-born john constable and also jmw turner for their studies & sketches of skies and clouds. constable and turner were contemporaries, born only a year apart, with perhaps some rivalry if not open hostility towards one another at the time. three of the studies below are from the period 1822-23… perhaps the industrial, revolutionary smogs of those times made turbulent skies into art…?

it also begs the big question, who’s the master of the skies, constable or turner?… constable appears to offer a deeply respectful, naturalistic view of the environment (rising metaphorically from the dark shadows of the industrial revolution), whereas turner immerses himself (and us, in turn) in the subjective nature of the elements as a means to reach the landscape of the sublime…


John Constable, cloud study, circa 1822. oil on paper, 476 x 575 mm


John Constable, study of clouds, 5 september, 1822. oil on paper, 298 x 483 mm

what is most interesting in constable’s studies is how they give an insight into his process. his often detailed annotations seem to offer some evidence of the influence of the advances in science during the age of enlightenment, although i am sure that romantic painters such as constable would have been a little sceptical.

constable produced many preparatory studies and the final paintings were then completed in the studio – the most famous, the haywain, was actually completed far away from the suffolk valley it depicted, in hampstead, london. he was truthful to the spirit of nature as he perceived it, a deeply nostalgic and poetic vision of landscape, at a time when the real countryside bore the traces of a mechanised agriculture. i wonder if back then his paintings were just seen as aspirational manifestations of a rural idyll existing only in the mind – he once said of his clouds that they were the chief organ of sentiment in his paintings…


JMW Turner, storm at sea, circa 1822-3. watercolour on paper, 178 x 257 mm


JMW Turner, study of clouds, with a shower passing over water, circa 1826-32. watercolour on paper, 307 x 487 mm

you can view turner’s sktchbooks online at the tate

constable is undoubtedly the better painter of real skies but turner captures the essential, intangible beauty of the ethereal elements. turner seems to delight in the deft touch, the merest suggestion of colour in atmospheric movement, of a fresh breeze or a sea mist rising. this is meteorology without the boring science bit. these are not absolute recordings but sensory responses and turner’s later paintings always remind me that less is often more.

i find the implied sensitivity in these small studies most fascinating when what we know of turner’s personal life is that he was often brash and, how shall we say, a tad unrefined in demeanour, but, let’s not spoil the painterly magic. turner’s magnificence as a painter and his influence on modern art is undeniable – as rothko once apparently said, this man Turner, he learnt a lot from me‘. sometimes, i can’t help imagining that if turner had just cleaned his brush on a scrap of paper it would be later viewed as yet another sketch of a storm at sea… constable, i think, would not have been so carefree…

lastly… i just penned a quick haiku style poem, in honour of some fluffy white clouds…

reigning clouds
sometimes flirt a little
when spurning summer’s heated advances…

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