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| Steven LaRose, Art Class (104), Marker, spray paint and acrylic on paper, 12 x 9 inches |
That makes simplicity a grace;
Robes loosely flowing, hair as free,--
Such sweet neglect more taketh me
Than all the adulteries of art:
They strike mine eyes, but not my heart.
-- Ben Jonson (1573-1637)
-- Epicaene; Or, the Silent Woman, Act i, Sc. 1
4 comments:
These are all great. I like that you're indulging your superhuman ability to make beautiful marks, yet you're doing so inventively.
Thank you so much Carla.
But is it inventive?
I get really nervous doing the "objectification of the female form" thing. And yet. . . I am actually thinking about the "negative space" as much as the model, if not more.
And I suppose the mark is the ultimate rush. Can you see me now, arms akimbo, cape flapping in the wind and a deep voice over "Markman!"
Wait. . . "I spend time on color choices in order to balance my instinctive marks"
Yes, squeezing through the cracks of well-worn genres is inventive. I love thinking of innovation as being possible within convention. It seems there are more infinite possibilities than the linear progression model offers.
It's like a fractal, only instead of dividing into infinity, creating patterns, one instead adds to infinity, squeezing through tighter and tighter fractures in the known artistic territories. And the results break patterns, I think.
Is that quote mine?? It sounds familiar.
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