I don’t know anything about painting other than how to do it.
And why I do it is the same reason any child does it. That is, to say “Look what I can do!”
But instead of hanging it on my Mom’s refrigerator, I post it online.
I parked my little red sports car overlooking the beach, and gazed out to sea, and looked for figures in the cumulus. There are so many things to think about that I shall never reach the end of thinking about things.
I sent my luggage on ahead, then forgot where I was going, and where it had gone. No receipt; an uninsured loss of reason.
Forge ahead then, going nowhere, very quickly. Why wait? Accelerate.
Where was it I was going? And what was it I was looking for? Ah, yes, I was looking for the luggage. It’s gone ahead.
I wonder if I’ll ever see that luggage again. I can’t remember what I packed, or where I sent it. Ahead, is all I know.
If I ever get ahead, you’ll see the back of me. I was looking for a point around here, somewhere; now it all seems pointless.
Oh, yes: the point of this note is to announce to all interested parties that I have a double dose of painted complexity on my easel, in the final moments of becoming. Which is to say, I have two paintings very nearly done, and expect to reveal them this week, good dog willing.
Instead of sending my luggage ahead, I should have gone ahead myself, to receive my luggage, because then I could have sent it back, and I would have it now.
Am I an artist? (The answer might seem to be obvious, but about many obvious things, some of us still have questions.)
I am a painter, because I paint. I did not go to art school. I know very little about Art, or Art History, or Esthetics. Which is not to say that I feel that I need to know those things; it’s just that, if I don’t know what Art is (or isn’t), should I be called, or call myself, an artist?
Is an Artist someone with an MFA? Or is an artist someone who creates “art”? Is someone who creates “bad art” still an artist? Can someone who does not know what art IS still produce art (as recognized by an Artist), or is art defined by knowledge and intent?
I paint. I am a painter. I am sure of this much. But artist? I am uncomfortable with that, somehow.
What do you think about these questions (and you don’t have to be an Artist to give an opinion!)?
Interlocking trigger mechanism, set to explode at a touch.
Itinerant sign-painter, always on the look-out for work.
“Any painting needs doin’, ‘round here?”
Painting, for me, is not a way to make money; it is a way to make pictures.
Painting is a way of life for me, but not how I make my living.
My art is not the art of art schools.
If I did not have paint, I would use my own blood.
It is fun to paint ovoids. I like eggs. Eggs are funny.
At my day job I am focused, efficient, organized, and consistent; all the things I am not in the rest of my life.
I am proud that I earn my living by the hour, with time-and-a-half for overtime, as an honest working class whore should. My body and my time are leased to my employer under the terms of a contractual agreement vigorously enforced by my union.
But nobody pays me to paint, or to write diatribes against stupidity, or to break icons. Those things I do for love.
It is always so inspiring to see what can be accomplished with nothing more than a paintbrush, and a personality disorder.
— Simon Munnery
Attention Scum.
— Brian Eno
A Year With Swollen Appendices (1995)
It would seem that there is really nothing that can prevent me from putting brush to canvas daily. Not illness, surely.
I was critically ill when I painted this; dying, actually. I was suffering cerebral hyperperfusion syndrome after a carotid endarterectomy, only hours after leaving the hospital, and it seemed at the time that this would be my last painting. I can’t describe the strange thoughts and feelings I had while desperately trying to get it done.
As I finished it, I was throwing up continuously, and had a vicious headache. A return to the hospital saved my life, my brain, and my ability to paint.
I have painted probably a hundred or more works since then.
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