Bled Ink

I came up as an artist pre-internet. The thing that was drilled into everyone’s head was that you could spend your life serving the process and never be known in your lifetime, never catch that brass ring. People would disappear from the scene after a year or so of doing straight jobs and then spending large chunks of their free time in solitary pursuit of serving the process for seemingly nothing.

Of course no one would passively accept an artistic life of anonymity. We made xerox staple ‘zines, we held shows in anyone who had an living room to spares place, we played barbeques and house parties.

Another way of seeing how serious one was about being an artist was effort took to actually make a ‘zine (the way they looked often did not reflect the amount of effort put in). There was not a glut of ‘zines because it was no easy thing and it cost money.

The internet seemed to make things more egalitarian to those locked out of the studio/academic system. It also allowed an artist to reach those beyond their city.

The great promise morphed, now you had some of the gate keepers extending their kingdom to online, new submitters forced to jump through new hoops as to make editor/gallerist’s egos throb and grow.

After a few years of this though, the people seemed to have had enough. Everyone was now doing their own thing online largely under their own power. Yes, there are still journals and galleries et al to submit to. More often than not they do not look that great and their only value lay in making someone just starting out or a dilettante feel validated because someone they don’t know chose one of their works (often for a submission fee)

I am not anti-internet nor anti anything which allows one to be heard. However, it has become too easy. I have lost count of how many artist in visual medium and writing i have encountered who are not bad but need more time. With a blog, social media etc etc one can write a short story, do a drawing and put it up and even if it is not great, still garnering thousands of views. It gives very little incentive for an artist to woodshed. With no woodshedding and no serving the process there can be no evolution.

Rather than work on their voice & vision people now machine gun post what they are up to and selling on social media. We have a new generations of artists who do not have an audience but rather customers. There is an odd (and often obnoxious) Always Be Closing attitude with artists now.

All the likes and reposts which social media posted art receives, regardless of skill set and how much the work is not ready to be viewed has emboldened a sense of permission for the attachment on posts for the asking for something i.e Ko-fi, Patron, buy-me-a-coffee et al.

I am not anti selling one’s work. Of course if you are an artist you would like make some money for what you do if for no other reason than it allows you to continue on doing it. Nor am I anti self promotion but with this i do feel there is some etiquette to be observed too.

Anyone who follows my blog knows that I do not pester with the merchant side of what I do except for maybe twice a year, one of which is always the release of my latest collection. Often occurring in the spring. My new collection is out, first to be released not in the spring as I was finishing writing a novel.

I am both pleased and proud of it. It is available in paperback and for kindle at amazon.

Version 1.0.0

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

Promise / Flowers

An amazingly busy but rewarding week. I decided to do two small paintings. My paint set up in the studio is now a mix of several companies professionally rated half pans.

Once one is at a certain point quality wise, it becomes a matter of preference which is dictated by the artist’s style but also the inherent properties of the equipment. In explaining this concept to a fellow jazz-head I gave the analogy that it is the equivalent of Miles and his horns. No matter what he played on, his distinctive voice was ever present. However, he did have certain horns he used for ballads, for cookers et al. In this way it is a collaborative effort between artist in equipment. So it is with the various papers and the set up of watercolor half pans I utilize.

Both these pieces are done on Talen Art Creations Multi Media pocket Pad 4×4 inches

Dear Diary II

I have started another painting. This one is on French cotton paper. Between rain and general dampness in the air, the weather has not been obliging me. I have had to takes days off.

In the interim, as usual I draw while working more on my next collection of stories & essays.

Here are a selection of quick sketches & musings done over past week.

“M” quick Lyra piece 5×7

Idea & quick sketch pencil & newsprint paper

Fish heads for the broth

3×5 pocket pad Miles

Christmas gift to myself in case I only get coal

The Caketts: a retrospective

It’s that time a year again. I am lucky enough to get a birthday cake from The Caketts. Music remains my main source of inspiration and outside of serving the creative process, my main passion.

Every year the cake is musically themed. I have no say in what it will be, although obviously it’s music I like.

The first cake I ever got was reproducing The Rolling Stone’s Let It Bleed album cover but with cats replacing the lads.

One eats with their eyes first. Aside from that obvious pleasure, the cakes themselves are very good. The flavors are always unique. This year’s (Miles Davis/Gil Evans Sketches of Spain album cover) was a Manhattan flavored cake. With the bits of bourbon macerated cherry to be found within combining with everything else going on, the cake was patisserie-decadent enough to easily be expected to be found in Vienna.

Everything is made from scratch, no prebought sheet cakes, no stencils. Even all frostings are made by hand, nothing shooting out of plastic tubes, aisle five thank you kindly.

These are all the cakes over years so far, in order. (W/later cakes my name is watermarked on photo. This might seem overly cautious but w/first photos i Put up of a cake, people just put it on their Instagram w/no attribution where it garnered thousands of views. Insult to injury, in one case, person who reposted knew me but w/pic put that they forgot where they had come across this. In general, if you didn’t create it ask person who did. Or at very least, link to their site. It’s basically stealing other wise.)

Frank Zappa Live @ Odeon album cover

End of Year

Last drawing of ’19. New Year’s Eve.

“You cool?”

“I’m cool baby.”

“Cool??”

“Like Miles at the  Isle Wight Festival.”

The sirens screamed but now it was not a song for me.

W.Wolfson’19

 

9×12 Quick sketch

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Trumpets

I am near on obsessive in exploring properties of different equipment & materials I use for my art. This is one way of avoiding repeating myself or having the process, which in itself brings me great joy, from becoming mechanical.

There is the preferred equipment & materials I use but i constantly break things up. I utilize paper & pencils of drastically different quality over the course of my weekly woodshedding. The challenge of working with not so great paper or pencils makes it so that when i use my ideal it is easier. It also allows me to work under any conditions and to even improvise at a moment (in a bar, cafe or party) when I had no intention of doing so to good results.

The most important aspect for me in not being rigidly locked down in how i create is that I want a recognizable voice but to never slip merely into mannerism(s).

With my painting, for every piece i switch off the size and style of paper. It keeps me engaged in the work and far from mannerisms.

With Miles, he sounded great regardless of which of his trumpets he used. However, he did have certain trumpets he would use for specific pieces.  Of course he could have used any trumpet for any song and sounded great but he felt that although his voice was ever present when playing, each trumpet had its own properties which it injected into the overall feel of the song.

So it is for me with the paper I use for painting. Different paper has inherent properties which add a component to the work. My voice is always there but effected to a certain degree by the medium.

Even with knowing this, I do not change my method of which paper I use. There is specific rotation regardless of which I feel is best for portraying flesh etc. This too is a nice challenge and discipline which I find invaluable.

 

 

“Hommage John Lurie” 9×12 Canson Multi Media Papper 98LB

“Foot Brace” 7×10 French Cotton Paper