The unstreched canvas.
Unstreched canvas is easyier to move roll up and transport. Its not a finshed item of art so as in my last post its easyier to remove the stigma of making “art” and concentrate on exploring the subconsiuos things that intreig me about the image or place or light or what ever the whole practice is about gaining undersatnding. There dosent seem to be a end game in sight or even a end vision. The act of painting the scene needs concetration and strong visual perception. Thinking about it now I also think that working with unusual materials also is part of the learning process. Oils are great for colour and creating illusions of space and light but when I work outside away from the studio I dont have alot of equipment I am used to working in. This forces my hand and brain to find other ways of painting the light or texture. I react to the natural pigments of mud moving accross the canvas in the rain in a much more organic and human way that oil anf turps doing the same. The water dosent do me any harm or maybe its more than that its that the oils are artist medium they have a background of centuries of art stigma that stops me from being me with them I see turner in my turps washes, pollock in the flicks and spalshes these through me out of the process of making my work. When I see a fimilar stroke in oils I am transported back into anothers way of working.
The natural muds are my pigments they create new marks from the substance that they are. They dont hold any stigma and high ideals. They are honest and pure to me. This honesty is very importabt in the creation of the works I think that is why I dont want to make images that are traditional or conform to ideals of beautiful subject matters. I dont want to do this because they stop me from engaging just as the oild do. I want to find the new and this comes in the mundane reality of the farm that no one has painted before.
So these large works on unstreched canvas allow me to convers with a subconsiuos imagination and line of intrest. What intrest is infront of me meaning that I am yet to understand it. Yet to understand it until I am able to at which point I wont be intrested in it anymore. The intrest forfills me in some way just as much as the act of painting. The making and gaining of understanding through perception and draftmanship teach me alsort of truth that I find hard to express in words. The best of my painting maybe hold some of these things within them. I Dont want to deconstuct them to much after completion. Thats not the point the point is learning though direct enggment with the outside world in the act of creation. The farm acts as a vehicular for these investigations. I not sure if I want to try and pick this apart anymore that this at this time as I might just miss out on alot of works in this style of creatind and investigating so I guess I will leave this post there,
