Despite all my self-imposed drama, I returned to the studio (ultimately happy that I resisted painting that big red X on my first painting of the year)….and here is the completed piece – Newspeak, the latest addition to my new series 404 Page Not Found. I’ve dubbed the series so because I think my audience might think it amusing…. going on an adventure looking for answers that no longer exist (or were removed or corrupted) in a place uncertain and equally ethereal, once consisting of an orderly combination of zero’s and one’s. Literally lost in the clouds. Newspeak, the title, goes to the content of the piece in its entirety and whether we’ve seen the last of original thinking and the freedom to go beyond accepted rhetoric to the truth of the matter. The word, newspeak, is not of my own making but borrowed from the pages of 1984, the book that accurately predicted Big Brother.
Yesterday I was working on my current piece, walked away, came back and decided that this was the day I ruined my painting. I wanted to paint a big red x across the surface using a 5 inch brush and toss it in the corner. I didn’t even go into the studio today. I’m trying not to overwork this piece – as I have a tendency to do….but I am reminded of a quote by some famous master painter to the effect that artist should have at his side a man with a club to tell him when the painting is done.
Still a work in progress….I will say, however, that what remains is purely rendering…the composition is complete. I suppose part of it will read differently when the heads are fully developed and the light becomes more directional.
As some of you may have noticed, I have this compelling desire to produce multiples in my work (i.e. [/life in the Matrix]: Anarchy, 2016)- despite the anxiety I suffer while trying to replicate same. I’ll get over it, maybe not soon… Here, it seems I’ve started in the middle as a matter of convenience…see those paint squiggles that look out of place? Yeah, that’s my hand print.
That’s it. I was going to write a nice tidy artist statement and then I thought….hum. Sometimes it’s better to figure it out on your own rather than have someone dictate it. Say, don’t those clouds look like an equal sign? Whaaat? No. Surely that’s not what she meant. Reminds me of King Kong though. huh.
It took a while. I had some issues to work through with that burst of energy. I don’t think it makes much of a difference as the painting goes…or as it’s read…it was just my own dissatisfaction I guess. Or, it could be that I just kept painting on it until I thought of a title. I did. Truth: 404_Page Not Found.