So I’m trying to take things a step further this week. Still working with straight ink, but moving away from thinking so linearly about the edges. Instead, I wanted to construct the body mass by mass, not line by line. It’s like working from the inside out, rather than the outside in. Or, you can think of it in terms of sculpting. I have one of those refillable Japanese brushes (can’t remember the brand), that I filled with some watery ink. I just worked light to dark, building up the shape volumes in layers. At the very end, I used a black brush pen to define some of the poster edge and a few particularly dark folds in the skin. Next week I may bring some white gouache to go back into the highlights a bit. 5-20 minutes on these.
Galleries in Recession
If business is far quieter than a year ago, Mr. Augustine, for one, said he takes solace in collectors’ renewed focus on gallery programming, as opposed to faddish speculative buying.
“If you can’t define yourself right now,” [David Zwirner] said, “you’re going to get swallowed up, because the ones who do define themselves are going to take all of the business.”
Lisa Spellman, the owner of 303 Gallery, said: “What drives me crazy are these clichés that say only the very, very best survive. I don’t believe that recessions are Darwinian systems.”
Some interesting thoughts from a NY Times article about the economic climate of art galleries right now in New York. However, I did let out an audible snort over this line:
…With half of a dealer’s profits typically going to the artist, he said, “that doesn’t give much room to run a business.”
Life Drawing at PNCA
Some friends and I decided to check out the open life drawing session at PNCA this week, since it is a little bit cheaper than at Hipbone. The space was a bit more crowded, but I actually liked the model much better. All of these are 5-10 minutes, just straight ink. It’s sort of an exercise in deliberacy; just putting down a bold line, and thinking in light and shadow. Since I can’t erase or manipulate the line so much (versus dry media), it’s interesting to look back and observe which areas of the body I have a tendency to exaggerate or minimize.
Evie
I love this old photograph of my grandmother from Christmas of ’75. It’s exactly how I always imagined her when my mother would talk about her–that broad smile, coffee and cigarette in hand. And how ’bout that couch, huh? My grandparents eventually separated (according to legend, because they were just both so darn stubborn). Years after she had passed away I was talking with my grandfather and asking questions about her. He simply replied that, “She was the finest lady of my life.”
Some Choice Words
“Were talent a prerequisite, then the better the artwork, the easier it would have been to make. But alas, the fates are rarely so generous. For every artist who has developed a mature vision with grace and speed, countless others have laboriously nurtured their art through fertile periods and dry spells, through false starts and breakaway bursts, through successive and significant changes of direction, medium, and subject matter. Talent may get someone off the starting blocks faster, but without a sense of direction or a goal to strive for, it won’t count for much. The world is filled with people who were given great natural gifts, sometimes conspicuously flashy gifts, yet never produce anything. And when that happens, the world soon ceases to care whether they are talented.
“Even at best talent remains a constant, and those who rely upon that gift alone, without developing further, peak quickly and soon fade to obscurity. Examples of genius only accentuate that truth. Newspapers love to print stories about five-year-old musical prodigies giving solo recitals, but you rarely read about one going on to become a Mozart. The point here is that whatever his initial gift, Mozart was also an artist who learned to work on his work, and thereby improved. In that respect he shares common ground with the rest of us. Artists get better by sharpening their skills or by acquiring new ones; they get better by learning to work, and by learning from their work. They commit themselves to the work of their heart, and act upon that commitment. So when you ask, “Then why doesn’t it come easily for me?”, the answer is probably, “Because making art is hard!” What you end up caring about is what you do, not whether the doing came hard or easy.”
- David Bayles and Ted Orland
Art & Fear: Observations On the Perils (and Rewards) of Artmaking
(via the Underpaintings Blog)
Vintage Roadster
I’ve been going through some old family photos lately. The above photograph is of a car that my grandfather built, with some kind of registration number written on the back. He carried this around with him in his wallet for years. Unfortunately, when he was older and living in an assisted living home, one of the nurses accidentally washed his wallet along with his pants, damaging the photo.












