Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Art is considered a grownup's game and high-end galleries can be regarded as the holy temples of sophistication, yet what percentage of adults make art regularly compared to what perecentage of kids? I love both kids' and 'primitive' art because the artists' creative preconceptions are so much fewer and therefore the creative expression so much fresher and broader. I even try to incorporate some of these qualities in my own work but am regularly hemmed in by the sheer overcrowding of 'art stuff' in my brain.
So it's interesting to run across these so-called child prodigies who are succeeding at this game way beyond my own wildest imaginings. But wait! There are now children succeeding at the adult game on both sides of the cash register. I can now be two shades of green with envy! For more on children who collect art check out this Wall Street Journal article (link found on this blog).
But what I really want to know is: what are the archival properties of chocolate syrup?
Friday, September 21, 2007
illustration friday: juggle
Monday, September 17, 2007
Caro's Lines says:
Depends which cypress you were working with. Greenman trees say this about their Lawson cypress energies: 38. Lawson Cypress (Chamaecyparis lawsonia) - "the Path" helps identify correct action and one's true needs. Initiates change in the right direction. Increased communication between mind and body. Discipline to attain one's goals and spiritual direction. How's that for hidden meaning?
That's fantastic because it's so true! I did this little painting simply to put brush to canvas (panel in this case) while I research/ponder/consider my next direction. Thank you!
Friday, September 14, 2007
I don't know much about art but
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Vancouver's Arts Club Theatre Company is a non-profit registered charity in which ticket sales account for only 53% of the operating budget. The Stanley Art Auction is one of their fundraising initiatives. Starting today, one of my larger (30" x 40") fish paintings is up for auction at the Stanley Theatre (I took this photo of the Stanley in January) until October 14th. Details about the art, artists and auction are here. The best part is that I got free tickets to their current production.
Last year I took part in the Federation of Canadian Artist's biggest annual fundraiser Paintings by Numbers and was invited to participate again this year, taking place next Friday (September 21st) on Granville Island. The lottery happens like this: 60 artists each donate a painting worth $550 or more. Then 60 numbered tickets are sold for $550 each. On the evening of the draw the ticket holders, artists and a guest each are invited to attend a wine and cheese party and the numbered tickets are drawn in turn by some local celeb. Everyone wants to be first, of course, both ticket holders and artists. There are many factors that come into play when it comes to choice: artist's reputation is right up there because you want good value for your money (and it is -- there probably aren't any paintings worth less than $800), but personal choice often takes precedence. For a peek at this year's paintings, go here.
I think both of these events are good causes since it can be really hard to run a good arts organization on the piddling drops in the bucket of right-leaning governments, so tell your friends and relations! (And get them to bid on my work. :) And next year I think we should encourage the well-heeled professional to donate something, too. What do you think of plastic surgeons donating facelifts and accountants donating tax services?
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Time for a quick break from the everyday. Rudy (who can be seen here ~ and I'm not telling you which one he is!) has been keeping my supply of great links topped up but I've been too distracted to imbibe -- until today, that is. As well as the above video, check out the following:
Filipino inmates do Thriller
Remember when I posted the women in art video? This is the sequel.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
and on sunday we rest
OK, I admit this photo was posed:
And this one proves that Greg does have a face:I had a lot of fun and the time just flew by. Thanks to those who came and celebrated with us, like Kaya and Kevin, and to those who couldn't (something about it being 2200 km from Winnipeg to Vancouver...) but surprised me with a lovely gift of flowers. You guys are the best!
Friday, September 07, 2007
This is Greg, love of my life, father of my children, problem solver extraordinaire (of things both little and large) showing you just one more of his many fine assets while helping with the grunt work of hanging a show.
Thursday, September 06, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
my eye is bleeding
I couldn't go back to sleep after that because of all the layers of symbolism needing microscopic examination (who, me?). In the dream there was the clutter of paintings everywhere, the stuffing down of my feelings/opinion, the fact that it was my eye that was bleeding, plus the fact that I couldn't make it stop. Maybe if I'd voiced an opinion (which is something I don't usually have trouble with:) it would have stopped? I'm pretty sure that planting this almost-forgotten object of my affection as the mouthpiece of my dream was a cheap ploy to get me to pay attention to the message.
Eventually it occurred to me that attempting to forge a career in the arts means you are constantly facing obstacles of the artistic integrity variety. Earlier this week I had an email exchange with a respected local arts writer. I had gone to him seeking some advice and he had basically lambasted me for using who he considered to be an unethical dealer to try and sell my work. In a strange dichotomy of business strategy and moral high ground, that very same day his monthly editorial came flying through my mail slot. In this article he advises artists to create art for the consumer (i.e. 'sell out') in order to survive. He has a lot of good points, and I agree with much of what he says, but I found it fascinating to observe him giving with one hand and taking away with the other. On further reflection, it occurs to me that his opinions simply mirror the dilemma all artists, musicians, writers and other creatives face on a daily basis. I sure do, from choosing a colour (should I choose 'consumer-friendly' yellow or 'serious' brown?) to closing a deal (do I sell it at gallery prices or cut him a deal because he's a long-time friend?).
I have no answers and I'll keep asking, though I suspect I will always have a hard time knowing when to speak up and when to just let my eye keep bleeding.
stone lithograph from a long time ago -- sometime in the early '80s
Monday, September 03, 2007
Here's a slide show preview of the upcoming show (more details later). The largest paintings in the series are 4' x 4' and the smallest are 16" x 16". They are painted in acrylic on 1.5" gallery-wrapped canvas with the image extending around all sides, and have been sealed with an isolation coat of acrylic medium followed by Golden UVLS (gloss) varnish. Individual details on this page.
Saturday, September 01, 2007
I've been neglecting blogs since I learned how to walk upright again (sorry, I'll visit some soon...). With a solo show and back-to-school looming, I have been trying to catch up with my life after being 'out' for four days last week. And besides, it's not the very last minute yet, so I have also had to catch up on some much-needed procrastinating, not to mention multiple viewings of Relocation, Relocation . OK, I've also been watching Rome, to prove I'm not a total waste of skin.
This is the last painting for my Primal Landscapes show, which I finished about an hour ago. It's a forest glade, hence the name, though I wish I'd come up with something that doesn't remind me of plug-in air freshener. Which reminds me, I have nothing but respect for the geniuses of marketing who have convinced people that products like 'air freshener', douche and fabric softener are essential ingredients for The Good Life. I'm just waiting for them to start bottling water and trying to sell that that, for God's sake.
It's been so long since I've been on Blogger that I didn't realize there was a direct video application now. My (rapidly aging) digicam doesn't have sound, but I do have this little video clip of #2 son up at Lillooet Lake with Zappa, when Zappa's girlfriend decides to come for a visit and is rudely ignored.