Two Works

I had been talking to someone about what appears in my works. More often than not it is someone from my inner circle or a thing from my life not staged but as is (a shirt hanging off the back of a chair, a demi tasse with its dregs offering up a fortune-tell). What had made the impressionists radical more than the naturalism of how they portrayed color/shadow/light was their portrayal of people and things.

In lieu of the typical historical and mythological subject matter were people from their lives and every day objects. Back then, this was more radical than it seems now.

There is a weird dichotomy with painting now though. We accept the everyday as subject matter but also because of movies & television, expect things connected with painting whether it is a work’s creation or the painter having a chop bump up to be dramatic, moviesque.

Half-pan watercolors at least for me with the exception of the few colors I use in every piece, last me. Often I would finish a piece and have paint left in my palettes. I started doing smaller pocket pad pieces with what was left. There were few motives behind this.

It is sort of pagan, my way of honoring/offering up thanks to the process I will spend my life happily serving. This (at least in my mind) is akin to when Romans would offer sacrifice before or after a journey or successful battle. I have the money and it’s not cost prohibitive to just dump what little paint is left each time out, although cumulatively it would add up. This is my version of the great chefs who have the “use every part of the animal” philosophy.

I have my methodology down, I do pencil for both paintings, the start to work on the larger first. With these two, I had only done the smaller as I had been in middle of final edits for my next story collection. I finished, very pleased, and then realized that I had given no thought to the second painting.

With the luxury of no deadline nor expectations I decided to experiment and do second piece radically different in every way. I used bigger paper which I randomly grabbed out of a tabouret, I worked on it in completely different way. These challenges created by leaving the comfort zone of the established are a way to foster growth & chops.

When I first started doing the water soluble graphite works, it added to my painting and then it ping-ponged where that medium was added to by painting. I recently took up pastels and although I am still very new to that, I see some added technique to my painting. That and this spontaneous challenge have definitely added to my painting even if not necessarily apparent to the viewer.

“Not Shy” Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

“Magic” (selfie) 5×5 inches

by Wayne Wolfson

New Licks

David Hockney just passed away. He had works which I admired but he also had things which by general opinion didn’t hit the mark. That is fine, it doesn’t detract from the powerful works. Regardless of medium, one of components of what makes an artist great is growth/evolution and the willingness to continue to explore and take chances.

In the age of social media the personal goal of an artist has now become “fame”, to have a high number count on social media. Regardless of era and medium the true first goal of an artist is to create an individualized voice which emanates from their work.

I want a voice, a style but to never lapse into mere mannerism. One way to avoid this is to constantly challenge myself, using different paper, different pens different sizes of paper and even switching between mediums. To some extent always be one part student, one part explorer

Randomly, I decided to try my hand at soft oil pastels. Like everything I do, i am self taught. I enjoyed the medium and right out of the gate got some of the effects which I had in mind. In two days I did five pieces, all 5×5 or 5×7 inches.

For any work, an artist’s voice i s ever present but medium does to some extent dictate the cadence. Miles had certain horns which he only used for ballads. I always see a piece done in specific medium before even starting. The pastels gave me an expressionistic density different from my painting and different from my lyra works. i like all the mediums and will continue to switch between them as to continue to evolve. I was pleased with the results but am also sure as I continue to use the pastels I will get even better.

First

by Wayne Wolfson

Two Dances

Tolstoy (I am paraphrasing) said something along the lines of how in our joy we are all alike and only in grief does the individual emerge. One of the great things about art is that it serves as a reminder that we are all linked by our needs, dreams and faults, the human experience. All cultural things contain within the enjoyment that they offer a reminder that there is something greater than the “I” . This is a connection and a thing which will outlast us and the time we live in.

In these dark times, let some art or culture makes us all joyfully alike again, even if only briefly through the pleasure of appreciation. It is the duty of every artist to do their thing and for those who don’t create to take a beat and have a look.

I hope my works at the very least offer a quick break from the viewer’s troubles.

“Brown Couch” for D.H Dowling 11×17 Tan paper & Watercolor

Detail

“Birthday Dress” 9×12 Paper & watercolor

by Wayne Wolfson

Two Songs About Two Women

I went through some of the tabourets in my studio, not that they were in any sort of major disarray. It was more a tightening up of the organization and despite how much I shake things up as to remain limber in using different types of paper I knew there were some pads which lay in the drawers forgotten about.

After the brief time it took to reorganize, randomly I grabbed a pad. A 9×12 which is not a size I often use and which looked squatter than its measurements. Foer both pieces I used my usual studio set up of half pan paints.

NH 9×12 Watercolor & Paper

Mumbai. (She was also from Mumbai but did not merely play at being a DJ & good person.) Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

Advice to artists you prob. don’t want to hear:

Any artist, especially one just starting out on their journey wants validation. To have someone who is not a friend nor family accept a work provides sort of boost. It assuages the doubt that one will be able to “make it” as an artist and also provides a safety barrier from the naysayers.

However, there are a lot of online journals and blogs out there which simply look terrible. Artists still place their works on them as it is a sort of validation. This always surprises me. An online journal/blog which looks terrible is akin to going into a restaurant which has a bad smell.

An insult to injury is the new trend of a lot of these wanting a submissions fee or asking to “buy me a koffi”. You would be better served just doing your own thing under your own power. Often the fee is explained as you are paying for the venues bandwidth or maybe the editor’s time in choosing who will appear. The reality of this is you are paying for validation, the venue’s money is made from the fees collected. You are paying for the “honor” of temporarily working for the venue.

Do your own thing. It may not feel as good or exciting for the ego but most of these online journals no one has heard of anyways and the decisions makers behind them often have no or little foundation.

There are some good journals to be found out there still, they are not all crap just dont depend upon them for validation.

Furious Pure is good, editors who are articulate and serious and diverse talent too. (disclaimer I was featured in issue 8 but I will continue to read each new issue)

by Wayne Wolfson

Three in the Game

It has always been of interest to me how the media (television & movies) portray what encapsulates the life of an artist, in any medium. Now, it has been reduced down to all tropes and often one of two types of narratives.

A musician in some prestigious venue pressing forehead against wall in a dressing room as the crowd roars their name. And then the story slingshots back to them as a child starting out and you watch how they came to that moment. The movie ends back again in the present with them opening the dressing room door.

Or, someone who is slightly different from everyone else, children on a playground playing in a scrum while one little boy is off by himself doodling or taking notes. You then see this outsider stick to his guns and in the end gets the girl, gets some acceptance from society in general and walks by shop window with their book prominently displayed or perhaps walks down vast stone steps of a museum the camera pulling back to show a banner with their name on it.

An artist’s life is always portrayed in this manner as you would loose the audience if it was largely them standing in front of an easel or sitting at a desk doing their thing hours on end in solitude, which is far closer to the reality but lacking in outward drama.

Some of my friends have children now of age where they have to start seriously thinking of what they want to do, if not when they grow up, then at least to focus on for uni.

“Maybe tell them a little bit about what the life of an artist is like?”

It sounds corny but it is a calling. There is no “making it” as is conceived in the minds of anyone who has ever watched a bio pic. You feel good and you are working, you are feeling sick or sad or stressed you are still working. The money and exposure of one’s work may increase but the “win” is in the serving of the process which you have been doing already anyways.

Phillip Guston once said that with every painting he created, at the start of it everyone he knew was there in the studio with him and as he worked on it, all these phantoms dropped away. My experience is, as I paint everything drops away except the act of painting. I finish work for the day or i complete a piece and there is that familiar joy, then slowly regular life reasserts itself, the pinch of salt to the sweetness. Then next day I chase that away by getting back to it. That’s how it is in some manner for all artists.

I got locked into a groove and was able to get three paintings done. Each was a different size and paper. For the largest, I tried something different eschewing my normal volume and mass effect for the skin. This was not an arbitrary decision, it is how I saw the piece in my head beforehand. I like the difference in the piece from my others.

The new issue of Furious Pure Magazine #8 has a nice overview of my work along with a diverse and talented group of other artists.

https://www.furious-pure-magazine.com

“Flower” 5×7 Paper

‘Hayley” 9×12 Rembrandt cold pressed fin cotton paper

“Cookie” Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

by Wayne Wolfson

Bourbon and Eggs: MD & AD

My painting output has been going at a steady tempo which is both pleasing and a little surprising given all else I am in the middle of doing.

In chaotic times it is important that artists regardless of medium do their work. It offers up a reminder that there are things which unite us all and which we can aspire to. Great works of art transcend and outlast the times in which they were made allowing each successive generation to reassert their humanity. All of those seemingly grandiose ideas aside, at the very least they can serve as a brief respite from the daily grind.

MD 5×5 watercolor & paper

AD my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

by Wayne Wolfson

Lexicon: Linguine & Selfie

A lot of things in the world of painting which are now common were inspired by a pragmatism. The impressionists often painted in pleine air because it was easier than dealing with the types of studios which they could afford. They used each other and friends, family and lovers as subjects since this would be less expensive than using professional models.

The painter doing self-portraits also came about from such considerations. Occasionally, it does have an aspect of symbolism, the painter proclaiming themselves as such, pledging a lifetime of serving the process.

My oeuvre contains many self-portraits. Sometimes just a body part. at others times my mug. There is no symbolism in this. Either I had some paint left in palettes or I wanted to get to work without dealing with anyone else. Initially, there was a time & money pragmaticism for the subjects of my portraits. Now I prefer to use the people from my inner circle since we have an established trust where they offer up an emotional honesty rather than anything which would be too academic or glam.

My mission is to offer up emotional honesty in my work since truth is beauty. The portrayal of myself, warts and all and of flesh in general is a major part of my lexicon.

Linguine my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

ME Canson Watercolor paper 5×7 cold pressed

Bonus: quick sketch & journal entry over morning coffee 5×5 inches.

by Wayne Wolfson

One Song About Two Women: Spaghetti Night & Tongue

There was an article recently about the two most influential modern artists. It got me thinking about the nature of art’s current influence. Art has become specialized. People still flock to museums but the casual viewer is there because of the totem they have made of any given artist, the mythos as it applies to them.

Picasso was important to his peers because of how he freed them up to pursue their own North Stars. The appeal now? He has become a sort of shorthand for being able to do whatever you want, seemingly effortlessly and make money, scribble on a napkin to pay for a roomful of people’s dinner at a four star restaurant, grab a collector/gallerist or peer’s wife by the breast and have everyone laugh and clap. It holds great appeal for people who aspire to become famous from nothing more than becoming an influencer or reality television star.

Picasso was an ass for sure. But credit where credit is due, he spent the majority of his day working in front of an easel and when not directly applying brush to canvas it was one of the things foremost on his mind.

People now admire Picasso not for what he did, nor what he freed up in others but because in their minds he was sort of proto reality start/influencer. They think of all they could do if they could be Picasso-like, not realizing that you can’t wish to be sui generis and still live the life you live now as you live it. That is the wish though and artists have become a totem divorced from what their reality was.

Painting has suffered the same divorce from reality. People have grown used to looking at art online often the artist’s hand/brushstroke is not as apparent and sometimes digitally smoothed out. A.I has made it worse, images made to look “real” quoting if not outright reproducing famous paintings & images do not even attempt to appear made by human hands.

These factors combined with the fact that everyone has a cellphone with which to photograph the minutia of their lives and how to look at and enjoy a painting is forgotten.

The casual viewer does not want to see the artist’s hand, they want machine like perfection as seen on their screens or phones. A painting is judged “good” now by how close to hyper realism it is. If a painting of a face can’t be mistaken for a photo then it is not good. (to me 99% of the hyper realism stuff is all technique and no soul. You forget it a soon as it it not in front of your face).

The only exception to all this seems to be some of the well known paintings, Van Gough, Monet’s waterlilies et al. With those though appeal is artificial story the viewer has told that they insert themselves into.

I was at a museum in Paris looking at one of these well known paintings and a twenty something woman stood next to me with the corners of her mouth turned down. I had to ask what was wrong. She showed me the image of the painting we stood before on her phone. She looked down at it then up. She showed me the image on the phone then waved her hand as if swatting away an insect at the painting;

“What’s all that?”

It was the impasto strokes of the brush on canvas.

For my works, I want my pieces to look like the subject but to also capture the truth of the moment before me. I am not afraid for a painting or drawing to look like painting or drawing. This is simple but important advice I would give any painter.

Spaghetti Night 9×12 inches Rembrandt cold pressed fine grain

Tongue my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

by Wayne Wolfson

A Couple of Songs

Still in edit mode for novel. Did two paintings in-between all the rain,

Pebs 9×12 inches Rembrandt cold pressed fine grain

Gum I used my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

Bonus: Was cleaning my brushes and did a loose scrap paper Self Portrait with built up paint.

by Wayne Wolfson

Three at the Party

As I continue to edit my novel I have been able to go back to painting. As has always been the case, I like to mix it up a little as to avoid stagnation. This is achieved by giving myself little challenges, different types and sizes of paper and in this case for the second and third painting, only using paint left in the palettes.

Myself 5×8 cold pressed watercolor paper with my normal studio paint set up

Truth or Dare I used my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

Sandy I used my ever present Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

Spontaneous pic

by Wayne Wolfson