Reviewing yesterday’s painting progress

Some notes: Latest stage first. Establishing more connections.  Complexity increases with fineness. Intensification through a simplification. A theatre of thought. A field of cultivation of the idea. Idea and technique inseparable. Permeability throughout. Sensing a way forward in the awareness of that which has gone before – memory is interwoven with that which is happening around […]

Aura

Thinking aloud about this word aura, which has been mentioned by Jonathan in reference to Walter Benjamin’s writings concerning Art: Some etymology: https://www.etymonline.com/word/aura aura Synonyms Synonyms air, ambience (orambiance), aroma, atmosphere, climate, flavor, halo, karma, mood, nimbus, note, odor, patina, smell, temper, vibration (s) Related Words aureole (oraureola), mystique, romance; genius loci; feel, feeling, sensation, sense, spirit; attribute, character, characteristic, image, mark, notion, peculiarity, picture, property, trait; color, illusion, overtone, semblance, suggestion, tone and by alighting on some of the above words I can perhaps understand better and explicate more clearly my own work, enabling me to continuously re-evaluate it […]

Becoming itself

In the studio: The painting has progressed and been photographed at each phase. I now have a procession of images – and am currently processing them – I choose this word having still in mind Tuesday’s online Processing workshop (see page titled Processing in this blog) The animation below begins to unfold the picture’s narrative further […]

Animate

In the studio: Painting progressing, I wanted to capture each and every passage of paint so far – which I have done in terms of the animation above. Experience tells me that the painting is about a quarter of the way through but I can’t be certain. Lighting conditions vary greatly from day to day […]

Bound Together in a Digital Age

I constantly reflect on this: The beauty of being able to connect with anyone in the world through the digital (our Skypes chats) is surely one of the great poems of our times – we are all alive and telling each other so, each in our unique individual way – a scenario which has perhaps, the potential […]

The Huge First Nothing

Rise after rise bow the phantoms behind me, Afar down I see the huge first Nothing, I know I was even there, I waited unseen and always, and slept through the lethargic mist, And took my time, and took no hurt from the fetid carbon poetry quotes from Song of Myself by Walt Whitman In […]