Cross posted with Ken there. He says it much more elegantly than I.
Mike
I think you may be missing the point. This whole thread has our infamous wicked wit stamped all over it. This may seem slightly cruel but to understand that, you’d first need to understand where we are coming from. As wildlife artists we have been ostracised and berated by the elite curators and gallery directors of the art establishment; the very people who would place such works as this in ridiculously high esteem.Rather surprised at the comments made here.
what a shame.
...it is probably because our tongues are too deeply buried in our cheeks...
I think you may be missing the point. This whole thread has our infamous wicked wit stamped all over it. This may seem slightly cruel but to understand that, you’d first need to understand where we are coming from. As wildlife artists we have been ostracised and berated by the elite curators and gallery directors of the art establishment; the very people who would place such works as this in ridiculously high esteem.
I must confess your contribution of drifting in tut-tutting and disparaging the previous commentators every bit as offensive and deriding as you seem to find the rest of the thread. Scolding us like naughty school children is condescending and offensive. Is this artist a particular favourite of yours, or are you of the widely-held opinion that if it’s ‘Art’ then it must be appreciated and, heavens forefend, revered? If the former, then please why not open the discussion about the artist, describe his influence on you and why you think he is meritorious and worthy of our attention? If the latter, then I’m afraid I would have to disagree most vehemently. Art, as everything else in life, can be good, mediocre, bad and/or irrelevant (non of the aforementioned need be mutually exclusive!). Now, it just so happens that you are probably among many kindred spirits here – I for one can tilt my head and stroke my chin with the best of them. But to make brusque comment as yours and then leave, with a swishing of coat-tails does nothing for either the advancement of understanding, or your own position.
To understand why some of us who sit uncomfortably in the genre of ‘wildlife art’ or even squeezed into the pigeon-sized slot of ‘bird art’ may occasionally feel the urge to let fly at conceptional or seemingly unfathomable art, you would first need to understand the repressive attitude we, and our forebears, have had to suffer. We are abused for producing ‘popular’ images, chastised if we create commercially successful work and criticised for romantic representations. At the same time there is a whole barrage of abuse waiting if we should ever paint the incorrect number of retrices on a blue-footed booby.
No – there is a divide, no doubt. Whilst we seek our versions of the truth by communing with nature and revelling in the natural world (erstwhile virtuous artistic pursuits – at least according to Leonardo, Durer, Ruskin and the Pre-Raphaelites to name a few paint-splatterers) the hierarchy of the art establishment sit in chrome-gilded rooms, fashioning ever more bizarre robes for the next big thing to drape around their oh-so worthy shoulders. The Society of Wildlife Artists is trying to break down (or break through) these barriers, but I fear it cannot happen until art-apologists take it upon themselves to allow it. We’re not wanted and deemed unnecessary. Yet still we partake in most that the ‘other’ art world has to offer. Isn’t it about time for reciprocation?
There are artists on this forum who have done things with their body parts that would make Tracy Ermin’s eyes water – but in the name of wildlife art so therefore deemed irrelevant. But in our world of art it is never the process nor the idea which is celebrated – it is always the result.
Anyone who incorporates the idea of a forest-fire cooked tortoise being dined on al fresco by hooded spectres has all the originality of anything by Damien Hurst, but the fact that its execution is beautifully painted and well crafted contributes apparently nothing to its standing as a work of art – indeed it would appear that the ‘better’ one can paint, the less likely to be celebrated by the intelligencia. Were such works daubed on with a two-inch pastry brush, no doubt this would heighten its appeal to those unspeakably ugly folk – the critics.
We are members of a broad church down here in the bowels and welcome all points of view, but ours is generally a diocese based on irreverent humour. It may be useful to be reminded from time to time that if we don’t sound as articulate as others, it is probably because our tongues are too deeply buried in our cheeks.
In the words of Jimmy Rabbit (The Commitments) – Dubliners are the blacks of Europe, and we are the blacks of Dublin – so we’ll say it loud “We’re black and we’re proud!”
Now – time for a cuppa I think. Marcel? Marcel?!! - oh no, not again!!!
Here's some light relief from my favorite art critics...and they prefer 'duck' painters...[chuckle]...http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R9OCS08rabE
And I learned something as well. Need to concentrate more on the eyes in my paintings.
Now that seems like the perfect answer to pomposity in the art user!! It would probably be good to have it played in the first lecture of all art history, theory and criticism courses.
And I learned something as well. Need to concentrate more on the eyes in my paintings.
And bottoms!
Mike
Sorry about the rant, folks - and I hope MadameSuggia comes back and offers her insight. She clearly has her own ideas about this subject and I think it would definitely be in the interest of creative discusson were she to post them here.
As I said earlier - broad church, and all that . . .
...Lets talk Turner prizes if we really want to let loose...:eek!: [i couldn't be as restrained in my comments as you Tim]....