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living through interesting times

“May you live in interesting times” Are we there yet? What is ironic is that the assumed source of this quoted adage is said to be an ancient Chinese casting, clothed in kindness, while actually a curse. But checking it out, there’s less evidence about the true origin of this statement than there is about the origin of the coronavirus. Nonetheless, I’ll use it as a prompt. In fact, I’m changing that curse from living in to living through.

To start with, there is a huge difference between interesting and frightening. We’re each living on the edge of that difference; and sorting it out in the disruptions. Much more, living through interesting times is one thing, understanding them another and lies abound all around the globe. Check out your sources. Be sure of what it is you are trusting. Just two days ago I shared something I thought reliable on facebook only to have it exposed as an internet meme. I left it up as an object lesson for myself and for friends. For a better historical example I think of the sons of Issachar, and the Persian King in the time of Esther. We have some wiser ones around us now. Pay attention to those who demonstrate trustworthiness; the evidence of their track record is entirely informative. In Moses’ Israel, anyone who claimed to be a “prophet” needed to prove 100% accuracy. That would rule out a huge percentage of our talking heads. Not one of them knows the future. Not one who is mortal.

People who know me say I have a calm spirit! That’s been said several times and it always surprises me, for I know all the rumblings going on inside. Gratified by their perceptions, I say I have an informed spirit, layered by years of looking into things that are surer than fear. Do I fear? As sure as I’m born, and still breathing here; I do. But, I don’t like stuck-ness. I don’t like being paralyzed and that’s all that unhealthy fear does. So, understand that fear is necessary, but it can quickly become a paralyzer. Fear is simply an internal reaction to fear-full type things. It’s natural, and it needs respect and investigation. We stop and consider when alerted by fear, which is a great protection. But when we stay in any position of fear-full retreat we become dumb like turtles. And the internal rumblings multiply exponentially inside us more than the number of virus cases outside.

We’re in a season now, a revealing one for those paying attention, where people who are trustworthy have something that others see they want. The cream rises to the top. If you’re alert, you’re already seeing it where you live. For people like me have found an inexhaustible resource in the One who gives many reasons why “fear not” is even a possibility. There is someone better to fear and to respect. I direct my thoughts to Him in true gratitude. Curious? Do a google search for every time those words “fear not” are said in the Bible and observe, like your life depended on it, for the reasons given why. Or just read this Psalm portion with mindfulness.

So, I am working. And what is coming off my hands is informed by what I’m focusing on. Bayles and Orland, in their helpful handbook Art and Fear say “Basically those who continue to make art are those who have learned how to continue—or more precisely, have learned not to quit.” I have some good reasons to keep on alertly. And, some increasingly good results. This is titled “Laodicea and the Dragnet”.

direction

I’m noticing the direction and the repeated rhythms in line work. Because, where my arm wants to go with marking tools reveals where my heart has been simmering. Years back, when studying instinctive 1st marks on a surface, I realized I was chopping with vertical slashes. I was angry then, and impatient. I’d had it with waiting. I was trying to bring the action down. (Woe to anyone who got in my way, aren’t you relieved I’m not God?). And interestingly, at the very same time I was finding how important, how necessary the horizontals were also: for rest, for balance, for compositional completion. You can see one example of a horizontal which remains in the background of my entire website.

The direction of line work is the skeleton of a piece; it informs. The line work tells something about the aim or the mood of the work. Lately, for me, 1st marks are often diagonals. Now if I make this into a formula, or a pre-planned aspect the work will suffer but there is something really interesting in the tension that diagonals bring. In any work diagonals suggest potential or possible instability. Such marks seem fitting for the time we’re in. I insert here a segment of a recent work called “Boone Lake Down” so you can see one example.

Especially when considering non-objective, non-literal work, the direction of the lines give clues as to the artist’s intention. When literal words can’t express, the lines offer calligraphic hints. Someone named Ali I encountered on Instagram says on his bio clip that “As the world becomes more scary, art becomes more abstract.” Indeed. We reach for the mystical when what is around us cant be named. In fact, the birth of Abstraction in the Western art world came out of the publicly revealed horrors after World War 2. There is a direct tie. We could no longer remain naïve. Pretty pictures were now trite. Os Guinness says in his book Unspeakable, that Auschwitz put an end to enlightenment assumptions that the world on it’s own was becoming something better.

So, given that, how are we to live in any time that we have? How to yet make meaningful work that can still hold hope? How to rest and play with those we love? It is at least by not denying, or skipping past the hard and excruciating things. But, for me hope comes when getting in sync with the rhythms heard still in our darkness. If cicadas can sing in the dark, we should be listening to what it is they are responding to, for “night unto night reveals knowledge”.

taking stock

My son-in-law gave me this organizer. Crazy about it. And so now, instead of jumbled paints I know what I have at my fingertips and can more easily see what I need. I even have my hues grouped by transparency and opacity: something I’ve paid little attention to, but understand better now. We live & learn, AND gain help from others.

And here’s a new trick: I set up a 5 question survey about this blog and sent it out to my subscribers. My reason: so I could see what’s happening out there. Solomon said “ship your grain across the sea; after many days you will receive a return.” And I imagine that for King Solomon the Mediterranean Sea might have been as vast a wonder as the world wide web is to us. My stats on this blog indicate I have visitors from China, Japan, the UK, and even Israel sometimes. I’ve been writing here bi-monthly since 2008. Why? Words are seeds; I just feel I need to ship some out.

I get very little written feedback, but I can see that lots of people read. Am I hitting a target? What is the target? It feels more like grain going out on ships. I wondered about frequency: and find in responses to the survey so far that the timing of how often I post seems useful. I wondered about whether my writing is too abstract (like my paintings often are). One regular reader said “sometimes I don’t know what you mean.” Others: “I read because you make me think” “perspectives to ponder”. I gained from further comments some insight into what best helps folks and what is particularly of less of value. So thank-you to those who’ve taken the time. The survey is anonymous so to the 1 person who indicated needing to unsubscribe I ask you to do that easily when you get an email notice of a new blog entry. You’ll see the unsubscribe tab there.

And if you are one of my far away readers, I would love to hear from you too. Here is a link to a simple survey. I have adapted what I sent to subscribers as I learned the question grid on my first attempt was a bit confusing. This survey is simple check boxes, and you can choose to be anonymous. It is 5 simple questions and should only take you about 5 minutes to answer. I will definitely organize and use your input.

“Find our who you are and do it on purpose” Dolly Parton

“bread and butter”

So, I’ve been getting my water brushes moving doing simple ink drawings this week. I have a pile of source work waiting and ready for more intensive oil work. But the immediate impetus has been quickly recording what lingers on my retinal memory from some recent travel. I found a new gallery in Minnesota and will be sending him images of these drawings because we both want to test/have an expectation that these will sell. So, the natural question is “am I cheapening my aim by spending time making locale work just to try and sell?”

Here’s my answer to myself (and you): Maybe the most significant progress I have seen in my studio this year has been a change in my inner conversations as I work. I am checking the judging of myself in harsh ways. I look and evaluate, change and adapt for sure. All that takes critical judgment. But the self-critical part has been tamped down with an observed kindness which is freeing me to fail, to explore, to not care what happens as long as I keep at it. There’s something big about this that a short blog won’t be adequate to explain.

But, back to this “bread and butter” idea. I learned several years ago when hearing some other artists talk about their serious “out there” work that their quick saleable work is vital also because it keeps them fueled. Easily this tactic can be cheapened, I am sure. Bread and butter type work can become a numbing assembly line distraction. But there has to be something valid about making work which is accessible to a broader audience. For artists, this is often simpler, faster work which still has the genuine voice of the artist. And this avenue sustains and keeps fluid the more ponderous, ‘meaty’ idea-based work. And so, I simply enjoyed this week.

In fact, I am not making any work just to sell; my inner motivation ‘to make’ is not monetarily based. That alone is both a blessing and a curse: a blessing because the dollar is not my driver, a curse because too easily I can excuse myself from getting going. I know artists who need to sell and they work a whole lot harder than I do. But I sometimes wonder about the integrity of the outcome when money has such a high place. The hunger that drives me, to express with brushes, is not for the bread and the butter. But if I make some bread and butter work, some healthy bread and butter work, with the same personal respect, I think observers will sense it. And I expect I am going to see ultimately more of what I am working for. So, I’m letting both be. And that’s pretty good.

in the arena of intention vs. freedom

Recently this piece was purchased, and it now adorns a dining room where a fine young family gathers. Their selection was carefully deliberative between this and other imagery. I was not asked about this piece’s conceptual intention. I was content to stay mum about particulars, while appreciating that somehow this visual spoke without words. They are pleased and so am I.

And so I use this also as a prompt for some further thinking about an artist’s intended impulse and how it might dovetail (or not) with the freedom of the receiver to respond. Partly this is curious to me because friends came to see my work in an exhibition recently and were so more able to appreciate the imagery once they heard my extended words about it. I guess the visual work itself only speaks dimly? Does it need more words? Then too, my husband has been researching Robert Frost’s poem about two roads diverging. That poem and some other ideas were the impetus behind my monotype here displayed. What he discovered, surprising to both of us, is that the typical understanding of that poem is very different from Frost’s intended meaning. Is that a failure on the part of the poet? Maybe not. But is the world’s love of a different idea than what the artist intended a different kind of fail? Or is it just silently informative. I’m throwing these questions out there because I‘m wondering.

To put it more simply: Is it the artist’s obligation to be explicit or rather to invite? What holds more value: directing to any certain idea, or allowing the viewer the freedom to reflect? And if a viewer’s conclusion is incorrect from the intention of the maker, is that conclusion valid? Is it just as valid?

I make work to communicate. But at the same time, I really dislike “being told” much about anything until I want/need to hear it. Are you the same way? Maybe that’s why my imagery is semi-abstract. Like poetry, it’s a tease; it’s an invitation into the arena of consideration. And the risk is always there that the world will type my visuals as different ideas altogether. This is why I put words down on this blog. Words explain more about intention, and may be informative to those who are interested. But your freedom to read — whether words or imagery — is even more valuable. This is where I end and you get to begin.

the laying down of time

I stooped on a beach walk over the turn of this year and stared at the recording of quiet moments in the medium of dirty sand. Gentle. Individual. Easing in and then easing back out from each successive wave. Directed by the moon unseen, while the orb we walk on circles the sun. No one notices. The evidence of each passing wave is left in the tiny remnants. No gallery can hang this, but no price would be high enough to understand such beauty. It is observing the whole, many seemingly random passings marking such pattern that is so moving to me.

Isabel Allende writes in her novel about her dying daughter, “Time moves so slowly. Or perhaps it doesn’t move at all and it is we who pass through it.”

“You don’t have time, Len”, pens Ellen Brashares, in Sisterhood Everlasting. “That is the most bitter and the most beautiful piece of advice I can offer. If you don’t have what you want now, you don’t have what you want.”

That resonates with me also. Time is simply a metering out. It is our opportunity to see the pattern. Time is a finite tester of who we really are and what it is we each really want.

Time is a gift, and you are passing through.

 

composing

Recently, I had opportunity to work with artist Christine LaFuente in a workshop. The time and hopes spent to get there, be there, well worth it as she remains a generous teacher. The group of students gathered were each ready to dive in. Chris gave guidelines on composing with accuracy, and since we were all abstracting, that was an interesting conundrum to me. Is abstraction ever accurate? Does it need to be? One of the students is a professional photographer, and she often painted next to me; I loved her sense of humor. But it was really interesting to me how she needed her view to be perfect before she could start, before she would “click the shutter” into a set up. I may be way more sloppy then, but it seems to me that an artist’s job is to take the mess of stuff before me and rearrange into a new imagination of my own making. Back to Christine’s admonition about accuracy. . .

So, I worked on this idea, and gained some new tricks. Here is a shot of an under painting, begun with a grid for accuracy of proportions.

Then the finished result, painted within an hour or two on top of the under painting.

Christine says about this necessary beginning: “get it right at the start, take time there, or you will just be decorating your own mistakes.”