You know that one painting you started and it was just the ugliest thing ever? No matter what you did it just didn't work? Well, this is mine. I started this in September and stuck it in the corner of my studio for months. I recently pulled it back out and added multiple gestural figures. Still don't know if it's done but it's slowly getting somewhere!
I always had a love for interior design. My mom would bring home extra fabric samples for me and I would sit and look through them for hours. I traveled home this past weekend and I found the box full of fabric. I decided to play around a bit. It was very therapeutic experience picking fabrics, cutting tearing, fraying etc. I want it to feel very dream like. This is as close to sculpture as I have ever gotten and I am thoroughly enjoying this experiment.
11/9/2020: My goal started out by wanting to achieve a dreamy feeling but as the project progressed it got a bit away from that. But oh well! I thoroughly enjoyed using a palette knife, brushes, a long stick for a paintbrush and fabric!
This is also a reflection on my concerns with the crazy amount of things we consume. Moving showed me how much clothes and material things I have that I really don't need. Living in a populated area has also shown me as a society how much we throw away. This painting reflects my process of experimentation because I am doing an extra small size that I am normally not doing. I chose this size to help show the overwhelming amount of stuff we have. I use the squares like a small box or window and my goal is to shove as much stuff as I can to help exhibit the excess amount we have in such little space. I also use the figure pressed up against glass looking directly at the viewer to confront and to also describe the idea that we have so much stuff in such a little space. (we can’t keep cramming stuff into our planet without having consequences). This plays into the idea of control because on one hand we have total control of what we choose to purchase and but on the other hand at times it feels like we have no control of our purchase like buying is an out of body experience. (impulse buys, insane marketing strategies, societies ideas of what we should have that makes us cool or successful).
I've been oil painting for about 2 years now and I still haven't figured out how to ration out my paint! So I end up with mounds of extra paint that often just dries up and goes to waste. I HATE having my money go to waste so I have decided to make paintings with my leftovers. This will be an ongoing process where I use just my palette knife and my leftover paint.
These experiments took place week 1 of grad school. The focus was on using colors in the skin tone that are not just tans browns etc. Pulling in blues purples etc. Also focusing on thicker brush strokes. Not blending everything.
I struggle to say "I am an artist." I'm not entirely sure where this comes from but I often get shy or almost embarrassed talking about my profession. I didn't grow up around working artists and I think this idea of making art as a career has always been a bit dreamy and far fetched. As I begin the MFA Program here at MCAD and live in the city of Minneapolis I am surrounded by creatives. I am starting to realize that yes I am an artist and there is nothing wrong with that.