The following works are currently at the digital montage stage. As yet I have not decided whether I will let them remain like this or introduce mixed media to the proceedings. These images began from photographs of some of my travels when I was much younger – in these cases, through central Africa and Egypt.
Looking back at these photos, I have mixed feelings about it all, knowing what I know now about poverty, exploitation, globalisation, about intolerance, religious wars and terrorism. It’s not that I was completely unaware when I was younger – it just didn’t seem to dominate the everyday as much for whatever reason, be it the media, or the rose-coloured spectacles of youth. However I don’t regret the backpacking. I was lucky – privileged that I was able to do this in the first instance, and return to find decent work with no real problem in London in my 20’s.
With teenagers of my own now, I wonder whether they will have these same opportunities. It feels like they won’t, that they have a lot more to worry about – or is it something that should be actively encouraged anyway. Travelling no doubt provides experiences, encourages tolerance and stretches the mind that just reading about it, wouldn’t have done. Have we wound ourselves up so tight that we are afraid to do anything?
So back to these old photos – oddly they don’t feel strange to me which I thought they would, given my life now– in fact they still feel familiar. They are like an imprint within myself, intrinsic to my existence and experience. Having scanned these old photos, I have created a digital file onto which I have added digital montages of different patterns. These patterns represent a repeating life force yet on closer inspection they are imperfect, with evidence of ongoing changes.
These 2 works are a kind of continuation of what I was concentrating on last month – those small windows of urban existence – in particular reflections in a puddle and in a small local river respectively. These reflections draw one in, become internalised, and are then transformed imaginatively and poetically. I find it interesting that we can take something that is really quite ordinary and let it reflect some other unconscious dream or paradise – all down to a bit of sunshine, shadow and ripple of water. This to me is reminiscent of ideas surrounding art and the sublime and how we as humans develop feelings of awe and fear when confronted by the magnitude and beauty of nature.
On a more grounded level, I have been trying to experiment with different materials in terms of painting and drawing with these 2 pieces. Normally I would use oil paint combined with my photographic transfers but I was fortunate last year to win a Cass Arts Materials bursary so have had the luxury of being able to purchase different types of materials to play with. To this end, I bought some water colour paints and pencils and also pastel pencils and have combined these with my puddle and river reflection images. Experimentation clearly comes with pros and cons in terms of the outcome, but on the plus side, it has allowed me to draw much more delicately within the work which I am pleased about.
Sometimes, (in fact very often), it is not the large and spectacular that grabs my attention but the small and insignificant. I had been suffering from a particularly nasty virus for over 6 weeks and as a consequence there was not a lot I could face doing art-wise. The thought of working on anything too big and complex combined with the wonderful but often too complicated life we can all lead was just too much for my addled brain and consequently made me withdraw considerably for a bit.
The art that I have been working has been very small, and more expressions of solace and quiet pleasure. Shadows through a window, wildflowers growing in urban areas, reflections in the river, a pot plant as a still life – these are the things that take me away and give me pause for thought.
Using existing photographs of mine, I concentrated on playing digitally with the small and intimate images, then transferred these onto small primed boards and began painting within them – small meditations on the ordinary and magic in their own little way. I have some way to go to complete these – I have only painted within the wildflower images so far, but look forward to doing more soon.
It’s been a while since I wrote my last blog – December and January seemed to pass me by. It got me a thinking about 2015 and what I felt I learnt and achieved in respect to my art practice. I find it’s very easy to feel down-hearted when things get a bit quiet and to so easily forget those times when it all seems to be happening. Certainly in the first half of 2015 I managed to exhibit my work in a number of exhibitions, I won the 2015 Cass Art Materials Bursary, and had published a few interviews including a-n, CASS and Made in Arts London. I also joined Zeitgeist Art Projects and attended a few of their networking and advice events. So all in all – not a bad run. More importantly, I did a lot of experimenting within my practice, specifically trying out new and alternative surfaces, some new products and changed processes combined. Yes, the results have been mixed, but I relish the adventure, creativity and learning curve and these things in themselves inspire me to carry on.
I have attempted to start 2016 with great gusto. I have 3 exhibitions I will be involved in imminently, written up another interview for someone (yet to be published) and have managed to get my work in the UK Vogue advertising features for 3 months. Let’s see how that goes.
I have been working on 2 paintings over the last couple of months on and off. The first is called ‘Encounter’ and the other ‘Some other place’. They are a further continuation and exploration of my more traditional method of printing digital montages and then painting onto these, focusing on old cities as my inspiration.
Within these digital works, I have attempted to get lost amongst the hard lines, light, patterns and shadows. I like to focus on alternative and almost nonsensical ways into the work. It may not seem obvious but MC Escher is one of the inspirations for these paintings – particularly for ‘Encounter’ with its odd angles and spaces within spaces. It’s a building but not a building, made of other buildings, both the inside and the outside all at once so that the eye has trouble trying to grapple with it. It leaves the viewer no choice but to wander down the passage way to the side of it and then travel up somehow to the sky. In my other painting ‘Some other place’, there is a dichotomy between the closeness of aspects of an old city to that which is in the distance. The eye skims over the walls, tiles, peeling paint, a moving tram, rooftops and windows, elaborate church alter and ornate archway – the reprieve being the suggestion of somewhere else such as the unseen road to which the tram travels, the butter yellow sky and glimpse of another city in the distance.
Both paintings continue to explore my interest in the ebb and flow of the photographic digital mark versus the painterly and between reality and the imagination.
That quiet pathway that leads to home. The flowers that fall upon the ground. The lovely little café around the corner. The city is the place where dreams begin. The beach in the cold winter light, the ground wallpaper of decaying red roses – they remind me of the pohutukawa; the summer time Christmas tree of Aotearoa.
