The question of the day: Am I multiple in personalities? OR Am I slowly honing-in, unraveling, clarifying, my one, true personality? I prefer the later as correct. If you go back, to day one of this blog (July 17, 2010), you will believe you see a different personality at work. No, it's me! The message I am learning, as I do this work, day after day, is I am a scrambled personality. It is not easy to perceive the nuances that make up the driving force that makes me who I am. I am stripping away the clouds, the fog that obscures my true passion in living. Yesterday I took a step, stripped away a bit, strongly realized that touch is more important to me than sight. How can this be? I am a visual artist, yet I enjoy touching more than seeing! Let me ask you. Which do you enjoy more? Seeing your lover, or touching you lover?
The two drawings seen here today allowed me to feel all around the imagined forms I created on two-dimensional pieces of paper. During the making of these drawings the imagination of touch was very strong, enjoyed. Acknowledging this feels like profound insight. Being as convoluted as I am, the idea of insight could be delusional.
This drawing took me the entirety of my studio time to complete! It obviously captivated me. I need to look at it and ask, "What engaged me so entirely?" Primarily, I believe the creation of novel forms pulls me it, absorbs me. I found an emotional connection as I created the head of this man, grating in its incongruity, its egg-like ovalness contrasting strongly against the spiking ground on which the character sits. Value contrast also interested; as example, his light-value legs move across the dark-value ground. Additionally, the stark white background, in its negativity and value contrast, actually dominates the composition! But, it is the artifice of touching forms that most engaged me: the scratching of the surfaces consumed most of my time: Look at the number of pencil lines it took to create every form, including the enormous energy associated with the marks that created the ground and those spikes. Those marks are me experiencing tactile sensuality. Each mark was made with a different touch. In some places the marks leave open, white paper, to instill a feeling of surface the viewer can visually comprehend, moving as it does, in and out, of the subtle light. This brings me back to form. I love to imagine its touch, like a masseuse. I am moving my way into it, around it, feeling its give and take, sensually getting high on it responsiveness to my touch. Yet, I have created a rather gross character. So the emotional Interconnectivity I feel is far afield from that which I would feel if I were inventing a nude woman. This character has meaning to me because of his shameless coarseness.
Drawings: 03·31·2015 and 04·01·2015, pencil on paper, 16X20 inches each
A lot has happened over the last two days. That is, a lot happened in my life, not in my art. In my art, I made two drawings. In my life, I got rid of a skunk that nested beneath my woodshed (which is attached to my studio) and I dealt with design and plumbing issues in my master bathroom (I asked for the simplest of all possible solutions, but it looks like the 3-way diverter has to be changed to a 6-way diverter ― go figure!). In my art, the simplest of all possible solutions did occur. I believe, when distracted by life events, I hunker down with the comfort of my basic instincts. These two drawing exhibit this. They are about sensuousness of touch, feel, form, and light, i.e. the simplest of known things.
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