Archive for the ‘Visual’ Category

Beans and Macaroni

February 21, 2012

I miss the days of making art from glue, paper, macaroni, beans and pudding.

Tammy Faye

Tammy Faye

The other day, I was chillin and thrillin with my pal, Princess Kennedy and she told me about a friend of hers who has gotten famous making art out of all of the above (except pudding.)

Jason Mecier is known for celebrity bean portraits. He also makes yarn art, macaroni art, candy art and art out of items found in junk drawers.

Here are a few of his portraits – and also a business tip I learned from him. As a pop artist, he loves to replicate the image of the likes of Dolly Parton and Farah Fawcett. Somehow, the artists often end up buying his portraits of them. I think I’ll do a fillet crochet portrait of Ellen Degeneris or Bobby McFerin and see what happens! Check out Jason’s website at http://www.jasonmecier.com for more info.

Charlie's Angels

Charlie's Angels

Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?

February 19, 2012

"Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?" - Paul Gauguin

One of my favorite paintings is Paul Gauguin‘s “Where Do We Come From? What Are We? Where Are We Going?”. The painting is meant to be read from right to left and shows the different periods from a woman’s lifetime. The three women on the right show the beginning of that life, the group in the middle symbolizes the journey through adulthood, and the final figure is an old woman reflecting on and coming to grips with all she has been through.

This image often flashes in my minds eye, especially the central figure. The way she grabs that fruit, maybe from the Tree of Knowledge for all I know, with no regrets… getting ready to take a bite. I think she is beautiful. This painting, and all the women in it, are beautiful.

Flowers

February 14, 2012
   

Some flowers I did a few years ago that I thought I’d post today. Enjoy!

toddpowelson.com

Man Ray’s Mouth

February 12, 2012

ArtDuh owes a debt of gratitude to Dada artist Man Ray, mainly because he provided the inspiration for one of our logos, the infamous floating lips. I don’t know that I was really thinking of Man Ray when I decided on that logo, but while I was working on it, I knew exactly where it came from.

I seem to write a lot about the artwork I’ve been thinking of most in the week leading up to my Sunday post, and today’s post is no exception. For whatever reason, I’ve caught myself repeatedly imagining giant lips floating like a spaceship over the valley. Will those lips laugh at us? Will that mouth take a bite? Or maybe it’ll just continue to hover and smile… I dunno, but I know I like the image.

Man Ray was an American artist, born in Philadelphia, who later moved to Paris and became a leading figure in the Dada and Surrealist art movements of the early 20th century. He is probably best known for his work in photography and film, but his paintings are pretty nice too!

Mwah!

manraytrust.com

Colt Bowden’s Last Show as a BYU Undergrad

February 2, 2012

Please head out to the BYU library to see my friend, Colt Bowden’s last show as a BYU undergraduate student. He is pretty much the best. You won’t regret it. Here’s the poster, the show opens on Groundhog’s Day and closes on Valentine’s Day.

Peter Schmidt

January 29, 2012

Abstract Organic Form

Lately I find myself going back, and back again, to check in on the work of Peter Schmidt. There is just something about his drawings, prints and paintings that keeps calling to me. I like pretty much all of his work… the interiors, landscapes, and his more abstract pieces.

Schmidt’s background is interesting too. He was born in the early ’30s in Berlin, and his family fled from Nazi Germany to England in ’38, finally settling in London during the Blitz. Schmidt intended to become a mathematician, and didn’t start painting until his late 20s. In addition to painting, he went on to study printmaking, photography, film and animation. Schmidt has also published a number of books. I first became aware of Schmidt because of his collaborations with, and album artwork for, musician Brian Eno. Schmidt died suddenly in 1980 of a heart attack.

www.peterschmidtweb.com

www.rtqe.net/ObliqueStrategies

   
   
   

Matisse’s Color

January 22, 2012

Red Studio

The Goldfish

Today is a good day for taking a little time and looking at the colors of Henri Matisse. I love, love, love bright shiny colors, and Matisse used color like nobody else.

I’m thinking mostly about his interior scenes and still life paintings. So perfect.

It’s Sunday! Sit back, relax, and look at some work by Matisse.

www.henri-matisse.net

The Window

New Year’s Resolution Achieved

January 3, 2012

In college I worked out on a stair stepper that would proclaim at the end of the workout: “Goal Attained.” It was my favorite part of the day, every single time. I am stoked to be worthy of  the right to scream “Goal Attained” once again. I not only achieved one of last year’s goals. I over achieved the mutha.

One of my 2011 resolutions was to improve my photography skills. I wanted to photograph Utah architecture, which I love, and put together a show based on buildings.

Well, I got my resolution half right. I’ve taken at least 10,000 photographs this year. I’m sure 9,000 of them are crap. I’m very happy to have 1,000 photos that I love.  The part I missed – only about 50 of them are of architecture.

I’ll be showing about 70 of this past year’s photos at “My Dead Friends,” my first solo art exhibit at Ulysees on January 15. I hope you will join us for the wake from 6 to 8 p.m. If you come, you will get to see The Fourteenth Ward, my belly dance company rock out and hear Christian Coleman wail The Blues in memory of my very best friends – the domestic arts. They are dying. Drive through windows, sweat shops and. . . well some misguided aspects of feminism* are nailing the coffin closed.

I am setting a new goal for next year. I want to write a cookbook and photograph my recipes in a way food has not been photographed before. I want to show the photos and recipes in a gallery. I want it to be beautiful.

Hope to see you at “My Dead Friends.”

a poem is a naked person -- bob dylan

a poem is a naked person -- bob dylan

if they say you cannot paint, by all means paint -- van gogh

if they say you cannot paint, by all means paint -- van gogh

* I am a feminist.
** All my photos were taken with cell phones. I love it that they are so technically improper.

William Blake

January 1, 2012

Job's Evil Dream

The Whirlwind: Ezekiel's Vision

I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.

These last few weeks, poetry has kind of taken over here at ArtDuh. This is a good thing, because I love the ideas and imagery words can inspire. William Blake is one of my favorite poets, and also one of my favorite visual artists. I’ve been thinking about him a lot these last few months, and he has kind of been weighing on my mind, and even my soul if you want to know the truth. I just can’t seem to shake some of his words and imagery.

Whore of Babylon

Blake’s work is very unique, and to simply label him as a poet or painter misses the mark. Maybe he is more of an insane prophet, ranting wonderful mad dark angelic dream visions. The truth is, there is nobody like Blake. Apprenticed as an engraver, he went on to publish most of his own work. His books usually had the verse on one page, with an accompanying image on the facing page. Image and verse are meant to interact and go together.

They told me that the night & day were all that I could see;
They told me that I had five senses to inclose me up.
And they inclos’d my infinite brain into a narrow circle.

- Visions of the Daughters of Albion (excerpt)

Seven Spirits of God

Blake’s path was set before him at a very young age. When Blake was four years old, a spirit poked his head into Blake’s window and told Blake to be an artist. These spirits and angels would visit him throughout his life, providing inspiration, insight and instruction. Blake would say that whenever we are generous and kind, whenever we realize the potential inside ourselves, we are artists. For him, that is creativity, and what an artist is. The life you build can be your art, and the world we make is the artwork. Life and art are the same thing. God is creativity.

Portrait of Newton

Blake illustrates a certain darkness too. That darkness shows our shortcomings, when we’ve latched on too tightly to dogma and orthodox systems, or when we succumb to base emotions. Lack of creativity is caused by emotions like jealousy, or because we’ve allowed religious or political systems to define and limit our world. He saw science as ignorant. And industry, when valued over human life and potential, as evil and inspired by Satan.

The ancient Poets animated all sensible objects with Gods or Geniuses, calling them by the names and adorning them with the properties of woods, rivers, mountains, lakes, cities, nations, and whatever their enlarged & numerous senses could perceive.

And particularly they studied the genius of each city & country, placing it under its mental deity;

Till a system was formed, which some took advantage of & enslav’d the vulgar by attempting to realize or abstract the mental deities from their objects: thus began Priesthood;

Choosing forms of worship from poetic tales.

And at length they pronounc’d that the Gods had order’d such things.

Thus men forgot that All deities reside in the human breast.

- The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (excerpt)

Urizen

Blake lived during a time when the world was becoming more and more mechanized, and peoples lives were spent working in dirty factories, defined by the clock. He reacted against the machine by turning towards nature and the spirituality. He believed if we could drop our preconceived ideas, recognize and  experience each moment as unique, immediate and spontaneous, then we’d “see a world in a grain of sand, and heaven in a wild flower”. Each moment, and every object, is unique and undefinable. Blake reinforces this by tearing words and symbols away from their traditional meaning, and giving them a new definition.

Pity

Blake’s poems are too long to include here, even these excerpts make this post seem like a long rant, and there are so many beautiful images I cannot display. But do a little research and become acquainted. Or revisit Blake. It’s a good day for it!

www.blakearchive.org

www.william-blake.org

The Great Red Dragon and the Woman Clothed with the Sun

Mark Rothko

December 18, 2011

"Blue, Green and Brown" 1951

"Untitled (Black and Orange)" 1950

I was a kid when I came across the work of Mark Rothko. A dorky kid who spent too much time in the library, studying up on the graphic arts and art history. I remember seeing the work of Mark Rothko in a book and being confused. I didn’t understand it’s appeal, or why and how fields of color could ever be considered art. It wasn’t long before I found myself in front of Rothko’s artwork in person, and I knew.

Standing in front of Rothko’s work, for me at least, is about as close to a sacred experience as I get. How is that for cheese? But it’s true! When I see his huge paintings in person, the rest of the world drops away and time stops. How to put it into words? The work of Mark Rothko reduces nature to it’s most fundamental essence. The colors and texture hypnotize. Reality is peeled back, exposing the universe at it most basic and eternal level. It is like watching the big bang and beginning of everything. Or maybe it is entropy and heat death. It could be like standing on the event horizon, losing yourself in the gravitational pull of pure color. Or maybe it’s the void. Could be it’s not like any of those things at all. But I do know the artwork is amazing, beautiful and tragic.

"Untitled (Violet, Black, Orange, Yellow on White and Red)" 1941

“When I was a younger man, art was a lonely thing. No galleries, no collectors, no critics, no money. Yet, it was a golden age, for we all had nothing to lose and a vision to gain. Today it is not quite the same. It is a time of tons of verbiage, activity, consumption. Which condition is better for the world at large I shall not venture to discuss. But I do know, that many of those who are driven to this life are desperately searching for those pockets of silence where we can root and grow. We must all hope we find them.”

- Mark Rothko

www.rothkochapel.org

www.nga.gov/feature/rothko

www.youtube.com | Schama’s Power of Art: Mark Rothko, Pt. 1

Sketch for Seagrims “Mural No.1″, 1958


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