i really like your painting/drawing numbah 003 in the obnerium.
nice job.
got any more in a similar vein?
did you do this after the one right next to it?

there is a painting in the obner thing? i had no idea.
hm. well. if you look at my regular flickr i'm sure there is a better picture. i did four paintings back to back, and everything since the man with the fucked up teeth and cat like face and many eyes i have been doing fat men with weird teeth and eyes.

i'm in the process of finishing two paintings and i will photograph the results when i'm done. i'm happy with where i am going, yet not so happy as well because all of my work feels childish in appearance but disturbing in nature. the disturbing part makes me happy.
but.. childish. i dont know. i guess i should just be happy.

i'd have to look at them all because the one i'm looking at isn't childish at all.
if you think they're childish in appearance it might be the use of raw primary colors.

i saw them on the flicker/obner thing.
i get the glasses and weird teeth thing but this was intriguing because yoiu painted his breasts. adds a whole nuther dimension to it for me.
insert lewd jokes

the 009 one? yeah. i don't know. i'm keeping with the shapes and everything, but i'm still painting fat men with portraits of fat people behind them.. i'm incorporating the teeth and eyes with the use of shapes in different colors, but i'm trying to get a light source into my work to see if it changes anything because everything i've been doing lately is so focused on line and color that there is a complete lack of form within my paintings. so i'm trying to actually focus on something rather than letting my subconscious so to speak control my hand and see what comes out.

ayah. i paint breasts all the time, silly. they aren't sexy though. they're gigantic and veiny.

you don't have to 'splain none of that to me.
jenny saville is one of my idols.

are you painting these guys from your imagination or a photo? your paintings have form but maybe they aren't as modelled as you'd like. jenny saville used a loot of imagery that she found in medical textbooks. i don't know if you could find something like that in a library--that showed older overweight men or women. that might help/

i've got to go back and look at these again to make sure i've got the numbers staright. wish we could discuss them in person.

went and checked. 003 is the one i like.

girl, you have talent.

this thread is very interesting to me on an art debutant level. wish i could make comments like "maybe it's the primary colors that make it childish." consider me jealous.

i've glanced at the obernarium images of yours as well but haven't been as thoughtful as laura to comment.

if you want to see art go to my regular flickr. the cemeterypolka one. the photos in the one i use for the obner pool were just so i could get them on to my school laptop, resize them and get the natural color of the painting using photoshop, because the lighting and everything was completely off when i took the photos.

oh yeah. and it all comes from my head. no photos or anything which you can tell. i like working from my head. it makes my work feel dreamy and surreal in a sense. i've done realistic paintings before, and i can do them again, but this is what i like to do right now.. the work i'm doing makes me laugh, but other people tell me it makes them think that the artist, or myself, is disgusted with humanity. which isn't true but i guess it sort of is at the same time. i love everyone. even if i hate people. humans are so complex in a physical and psychological sense, and it's really intriguing how we all react, or plainly act, or think and feel and express ourselves or appear to be on the exterior. we all have shortcomings but we all have redeeming qualities. we're all shallow, but we're all open minded to a certain degree. we're liberal and conservative.
we're slobs and perfectionists. we're have all sorts of contradictions within ourselves and we are all hypocrites to a certain degree.

and i like it. we're never going to change. i hate myself and love myself. i hate everyone but love everyone. i hate some people more than i love them. and i can't see that i love them at all. but just because they are human i kind of like them i guess.

i kind of want to glorify the underdog, the person who is made fun of for the way they look, or the way they act, etc. but in the process i'm humiliating them myself. i think that in my work i'm poking fun at myself and humans for being disgusting slobs that will forever be complex and contradictory.
and i don't know what i'm talking about anymore.

i mean, i think all of these things. and i've always considered these things. so i believe that they are prevalent concepts within my work, even if they don't really show on the surface, because when i work without considering what i'm doing, i guess i'm working what i feel at any given moment onto a canvas or whatever i'm working on.

i guess i should put more thought into my work, but i think i communicate my art on a deeper level without laying out plans for what i want to do, because through working pseudo-subconsciously, i feel like i am communicating how i really feel rather than communicating something i'd like people to think i felt by laying out some plan for whatever i'm supposed to do.

yeah.
i'm tired. forgive me if none of this makes sense.

my art teacher told me that the fat androgynous figure is my flag. like jasper johns.

i don't think that's true. i've been considering the significance of the figure for a while. it's like this weird mythological creature that haunts the back of my brain, that i never knew was there.

i don't know. whatever.

this is something i often wonder about when listening to some teacher's interpretation of art or literature or quoi que ce soit....did the artists actually conceive of this before they wrote this or painted it? i'm tempted to believe that the most successful/best art is not consciously conceived of but instead just happens as if by some sort of divine intervention (well not for atheists i suppose ) but you know what i mean...

a big part of me thinks that the best writing and art happens by chance, or i guess would at least like to believe it. perhaps i find something intimidating about people who can plan things so deep and actually carry them out. perhaps intimidating isn't the right word, but belittling or something liek that.

interesting. i'm all about glorifying the the idiosycrancies of the human figure. the less that socially ideal figure. well, that's part of my work. the best model i ever got to study was a man who was 78. he was not buff at all, had a long scraggly beard, sagging flesh and skin and was partially bald but it was pretty magnificent to get the chance to draw him. he couldn't have been more human.



do you think this is a negative thing?
i don't. you've got a handle, a device to use to convey your feelings/ideas. susan rothenberg used that damn horse forever and a day*. when you're done with it, you'll stop. for now it's working. go with it.

there are artists who plan and think and plan and think. i'm not one of them and you certainly are not either. you shouldn't think about it too much. right now your work is so intuitive and not self concious at all. don't let your brain get in the way.

*if you ever get a chance there's a program that ran on pbs called art in the 21st century. you may be able to streamline episodes. susan rothenberg (who i adore) was interviewed and talked about her horse paintings. it was fascinating.

we have a rothenberg at the vmfa.
8)

*nods*

you gals rock. seriously.



Ps - Cemetary, Rockbanana is your flag.

i love the rockbanana

and the rock banana loves you.