ARTIST'S STATEMENT

Jesus said that out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.  I believe this and extend it to all communication, including visual art.  The random techniques of Abstract Expressionism and Surrealism express directly the joie de vivre abundant within me by the Holy Spirit.  

However, in recent pieces imagery is reduced to panels of texture, bridging into a gritty form of Minimalism.  Whether chunky or slick, the materials are being emphasized and are more expressive in spite of the paintings increasingly stoic forms. 

I edit heavily.   I pile on paint and thickly textural elements like leaves, grasses or bark.  The latest works feature hay from my dairy barn studio and cat tails gathered from marshes in upstate New York.  I use local elements as a way of assimilating my environment and regional culture. 

After embedding these elements into the paint I scrape off what I can.  Of what remains, I isolate the lines and shapes that are the essence of the chaotic underpainting.  The experience and process of this discovery motivates my creative urge.  I look for surprise in materials, process and imagery, as surprise is the beginning of delight!

Here's the latest!

 

Extenuating Circumstances and Life.

I once had an 8 year long break between artworks.  I've also had stretches of sporadic art production, grinding out stuff as I've been able to cram it into spare time, doing maybe a dozen measly, incoherent pieces in a year; year after year. 
 
But that really is life...we're not art making machines, we're people; and we make art.  Sometimes there are more important things than doing our artwork.  We are multi-faceted beings, and our artwork is only one facet.  Our other aspects must develop.


It had been 8 freakin' years...my first wife had died of breast cancer.  I was sitting on the sofa maybe a month after she'd passed.  Watching "Roseanne"...


I said to myself, "If I were an artist I'd be upstairs (in my wife's dormant studio) making artwork."  I turned off the television, went upstairs and got to work. 


We return to our art with a deeper experience to draw from; a greater awareness of love, of responsibility, and commitment; and making a more excellent product.
 
Have a little faith, gird up your loins, and believe.  Do you feel that life is crowding art right out?  This is going in a dynamic and profound direction for you.  You will do great and powerful things.  It will work.  You will not fail if you do not quit.  Having responsibilities is not quitting, it is being admirably strong.


You are admirable.  You are strong.  It will show.

Conversation with a Friend

Hey Gregory,

Interesting questions and I don’t like my answers to any of them.

 Not selling anything regularly—some small stuff, prints from the website occasionally, a larger piece a couple years back.  Nothing big.

Collections…nothing too grand for painting:  Richard K. Thomas, a DC journalist (now retired—he was who brought me to DC from northern Michigan).  And a local businessman who bought the larger piece a couple years back.

Because of a strategic alliance in the ‘90’s with Mitzi Perdue of poultry fame, I have samples of my woodworking in some good private and state collections, including Bill Clinton, Lady Bird Johnson, former Chinese premier Deng Xiaoping, former German Chancellor Helmut Kohl, and the Perdues; as well as a jewelry box for CNN news personality Paula Zahn.  But….

Peer group?  No.

Art History?

Absence? 

My interest is in making good work, rather than art history.  As such it probably does more to promote art history rather than actually make art history.  Personal relevance is important, and the process of “making something out of nothing” is key for me.  I believe that we express ourselves out of the abundance of our heart, our core—I know that.  Does that contribute to art history?  It does contribute to the culture…and give meaning to my life and the doing of the stuff that I do…where is art history taking place, Gregory?  Who is it affecting? 

Projecting computer art on the walls of the campus may do more for art history than anything, because it’s that random encounter with artwork—big, unusual, and there in your path folks.  It may actually stick with someone--it may be more memorable than  typical art venue exposure.  I really like the graffiti on the trains that pull through town—same thing of big art flashing by unexpectedly.  A lot of it looks the same but still…I do appreciate it, and seeing it.

As far as “Absence”, what does Joan Mitchell’s work say in her absence?  Sam Francis?  How about James Turrell?  Aha!  And Pollock—Yes!  Warhol—I think I’m catching on….

I’m looking to surprise myself as I create; I believe that the surprise is contained in the finished product and possesses a certain “Wow!” factor.  That’s my deal right now—“look where this one went!”  Maybe create a little intrigue about how it got there….

Interesting questions.  Why do you ask?

What I've Missed

The canvases have been sitting in a corner of my studio for months.  Pretty big units covered with Latex Paint and Hay and set for further development, so I decided to set them up.

I’d been regarding them, sort of; but when setting them up things got serious.  Which way did they go?  I switched them around, turned them over…looked, watched…reset them….

My home studio is big enough to handle these canvases—I didn’t know that before and it’s nice to realize as I gaze.   Whether size matters or not, there is a difference.   To have big surfaces in the studio is such an inviting challenge—their impact is undeniable. 

I begin to pick apart what’s going on between these canvases and grab a brush, starting to work up the line/shape relationships between the two canvases.  Then pause and reflect…this is what I’ve missed.

They take a lot of consideration. I edit out repetition, the irrelevant, and the distracting; hopefully without losing the spontaneity of the beginning phases.  Having killed a number of promising works over the years, I know the heartbreak of losing a strong opening.

Looking, acting, and then watching what has happened (and figuring what is next) is precious.  As the painting emerges, the process is archeological, as well as architectural:  excavating and building.

I love that zone of looking, acting and reflecting on the large scale—that’s what I’ve missed.  The product demands the process...and sure, you can get too careful.  That’s when the original flower of the process dies…sometimes you can blow it apart and regain the elements of power, surprise and delight; but that is also a new work. 

I ended the day knowing what to do next.  I could have continued into the wee hours with this one--clearly there's a long way to go.  Knowing the next step is valuable and a great motivation to get back to it. 

It's the end of a long day in the studio with several projects happening at once, and neither the painting nor I am exhausted.  Its potential is preserved and is in the process of being revealed.  How much of it can be realized and still maintain the full interest?

Here's a short video of day 2 in the process of defining this image, January 8, 2014.


And here's Day 3, the end is most interesting!  Who knew?



This is not mine.

                     This is not my choice, it’s your Choice.

This is not my church, it’s your Church.

This is not my work, it’s your Work.

This is not my thought, it’s your Thought.

 

 

This is not my mind, it’s your Mind.

This is not my life, it’s your Life.

This is not my joy, it’s your Joy!

The Facebook Collection--Ongoing

I don’t see what will be, but I am thoroughly convinced that it will turn out well. I've become so certain of it that I'll keep working until the current mess becomes a brilliant

 resolution.

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If things aren’t going your way it doesn’t mean that the vision/promise isn’t so, or isn’t for you. 

 Believe when you don’t see things working out by employing words of Life. 

  All things are possible to those who 

believe. 

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I don’t believe in random. Not anymore. It’s been some time since I took the idea seriously but, no…never again.

I have a reason. I have a cause. I act with purpose—His

 purpose. 

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 I have an inheritance that can only be squandered by

 quitting.

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If you do not quit, you will not fail; I believe that with a vengeance, for everyone. As such, ideas are worth pursuing and sometimes things are a mess, but that isn’t anything to be afraid of. It’s just something to work through.  

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I am exhilarated—no, ravenously overenthusiastic—by the potential of new ideas. But God gives the vision, and it’s perfect: there’s nothing missing, nothing broken about it.

My challenge is to believe that, and RELAX. All the “what if’s” and wheel spinning are not peace and confidence, it’s me taking responsibility for making God’s vision happen.

Then I’ve taken it over…what has it become?
Psalm 127:2

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Wishing everyone a season of wholeness: 

 nothing missing, nothing broken.

This Peace on earth; and good will--

(good desires, good intentions, good motivations)

--to all.  

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“Beloved, I wish above all things that you may prosper and be in health, even as your soul prospers” 

 3rd John: 2

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You see the wind’s effect and hear it blow, you feel it moving: although invisible you know it's there. 
 John 3:8

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"Surprise is the beginning of delight." 
Roy H. Williams, Secret Formulas of the Wizard of Ads

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We are not in competition with darkness. 
 (Romans 8:25-39)

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  This is not my choice, it’s your Choice.

This is not my church, it’s your Church.

This is not my work, it’s your Work.

This is not my thought, it’s your Thought.

This is not my mind, it’s your Mind.

This is not my life, it’s your Life.

This is not my joy, it’s your Joy!

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Thankful

I am thankful for these days,

and the days built upon these days

 

 I thank God for these days.  Things are happening that have needed to happen, and progress is occurring.  These are necessary days, just a few days of work in areas that aren’t necessarily my strengths, however I've found that I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.
 

 

I thank God for the days that are built on these days.  The days ahead are days of success—art is a winning business!  I can see them even though they aren’t here yet, because the way is so clearly prepared.

What a refreshing change of pace that is!  The number of directions, the quality of those choices and where they lead is keeping me awake at night. 

The future has come knocking, the knob is turned and the door begins to swing….