Tuesday, 28 April 2015

What's So Funny?...



West Leicester, April, 2015


Well, technically, these are hardly the most accomplished photos I've ever put on here.  I grabbed them with my phone a few hours ago, without even getting off my bike, and they've had only minimal editing or correction on their way to publication.  Perhaps there is something appropriate about the hazy spring sunlight that suffuses them though as, of course, they're really just about that delightful bit of chalked graffiti.

The end of this terrace, close to my home, has served as a kind of public art arena for decades, facing a major road junction, as it does.  Years ago, a community-based mural filled the entire space.  Later, it was painted sky-blue and adorned with a series of large relief butterflies.  It's pretty low-key in  comparison now, although that reddish paint glows nicely under the right illumination, - and it still attracts a steady turnover of graffiti and fly postings.



West Leicester, April 2015


Of course, some might deride this current communication for being unbelievably twee and naive. However, in an age when all we hear about is the murderous intent of power-crazed psychos and religious mentalists, it charms me that someone still thought it worth making the suggestion.

It also gives me an excuse to revisit Elvis Costello's marvellous reading of Nick Lowe's 'What's So Funny 'Bout Peace, Love And Understanding?' [1.].  The Bespectacled One's performance proves that even the most simplistic peace anthem can convince, - if you rip into it with unshakable conviction and the world's greatest Pub-Rock band behind you.  The ham-fisted video hardly does it justice, but it does have a certain period charm, - and you can always close your eyes.








[1.]:  Elvis Costello & The Attractions, 'What's So Funny 'Bout Peace, Love & Understanding?' (N. Lowe), Radar, 1978, (B-Side of Nick Lowe Single, 'American Squirm').




Monday, 13 April 2015

Working Methods 2



There are ten of these, and this was the last.  It's been a protracted, noisy and dusty affair sanding and drilling them in the back yard over recent weeks. 




It's a good job then, that I finished this one just before I got in trouble with the neighbours.  I'm waiting for a snotty letter from the Council any day now.  Surely I'm too old to get told off, by now, - aren't I?




I'll fill in a little more detail about what they're for in the near future.



Completed Painting: 'Map 5'




'Map 5', Acrylics & Paper Collage On Panel, 60 cm X 90 cm, 2015


As I predicted, the demands of producing as much work as I can for June’s ‘Mental Mapping’ Exhibition, is deflecting me from writing too many blog posts just now.  Hence, this is a little delayed, - referring, as it does, to a painting that I completed a three weeks ago now.  On top of that, the piece itself took somewhat longer to finish than I’d originally hoped.  Never mind, everything arrives in its own time and, whilst I can always wish I worked faster, I certainly can’t beat myself up for slacking.  This is all, of course, a largely unpaid vocation, but I’m definitely putting in the hours just now.




‘Map 5’ is, unsurprisingly, the latest of my ‘Map’ paintings and has ended up looking uncannily like the others in several respects.  Each time, I’ve set out with the intention of pushing a new painting in a slightly different direction, only to find I’m actually producing a surprisingly homogeneous little body of related pieces.  Is this because I’m just trying to keep turning them out in a somewhat head-down, unreflective manner?  Am I in danger of just producing the same painting over and over again?  Who knows?


'Map 2', Acrylics & Paper Collage On Panel, 60 cm X 60 cm, 2015


One thing’s for certain, - now isn’t the time for second thoughts.  The time to appraise all this will be when they’re hanging together in Rugby, alongside Andrew Smith’s work, and my own, somewhat different photographic pieces.  Only then will I really be able to take a deep breath; assess what did or didn't work,  and what I might carry forward into future efforts.


'Map 4', Acrylics & Paper Collage On panel, 60 cm X 60 cm, 2015


For now, the main issue is whether I can meet a deadline whilst maintaining the quality of and belief in what I’m doing.  So far, I’m unusually optimistic.  In terms of quantity, there should be around two thirds of what I might once have hoped for in an ideal world, - but that was always (deliberately) unrealistic, and one’s reach should always exceed one’s grasp, after all.  If, as now seems possible, the show is comprised of wholly new work, (produced since the exhibition slot was secured), - then that will actually feel like quite an achievement.  More importantly, I do believe in these paintings.  Whatever their shortcomings, they have been produced with sincerity.





B&Q DIY Warehouse, West Leicester, February 2015


There are actually one or two differences between this painting and the four that precede it.  The most obvious is the move from a square format to a horizontal rectangular one.  This 2:3 format derives from the painting’s main visual source, - namely a set of service gates at the local B&Q DIY warehouse in Leicester [1.].  This is the first of the ‘Maps’ to take its compositional framework from an actual visible subject in that way.



B&Q DIY Warehouse, West Leicester, February 2015


I’ve already mentioned how the majority of the wood, PVA, and hardware that go into my paintings come out of that particular store.  It’s both relatively local and on my way home from work.  It’s also situated opposite the corner, with its row of advertising hoardings, that I’d already identified as a prime location for my ‘Map’ paintings.  Certainly, I’ve passed these gates hundreds of times over the years, and always been drawn to their delightful quality of irregularity-within-formality.  Whilst nominally a regular, utilitarian arrangement of four orange painted panels, - the gates are actually full of nuance and history.  Repairs, irregularly sixed replacement panels, repaints, colour mismatches, graffiti and a haphazard wealth of Health and Safety notices have all combined to create a lovely screen of banal beauty.  I’ve wanted to do something about them for ages, and now realise they actually hark back to the industrial shutters that triggered my ‘Closed’ and ‘Shut’ paintings from a couple of years ago.



'Closed 2', Acrylics & Paper Collage On Paper, 100 cm X 100 cm, 2012
'Shut 1', Acrylics & Paper Collage On Two Joined Panels.
150 cm X 100 cm Overall, 2012


Taking the essential format of the gates for my composition, the painting itself became a screen on which to float a section of street map relating to the location, along with specific references to found signage text and graffiti fragments from the original subject, the stylised triangular arrows from an adjacent sign, and the dominant “If you need help please ask” legend.  The latter is slightly paraphrased from another sign found in the car park beyond.  In my mind, it might become as much of a philosophical injunction, or a pointer towards a succesully-lived life, as a singularly patronising reference to the use of the establishment’s shopping trolleys.  Once again, I realise that these paintings are all about seeking drama and magic (or, more realistically, some form of contemplative resonance), within what are really very mundane routines and journeys.






B&Q DIY Warehouse, West Leicester, February 2015


It will come as no surprise that the orange, white, (and a little grey), palette comes from the B&Q livery.  This co-opting of corporate chromatic identities to provide a painting’s colour scheme is something that has become common throughout the ‘Map’ series to date [2.].  Just as certain tunes might get lodged in one’s head, I often become fixated on certain colour juxtapositions.  I’ve had a thing about orange and grey for a while and this was an obvious opportunity to scratch that particular itch.




Another way in which this painting differs from the previous four is in my having crossed the road and largely left the advertising posters behind.  Layers of torn poster material from the hoardings opposite the warehouse do still form the collaged basis of the piece, but there are relatively few fragments still visible on the final surface, and relatively few passages half-tone dots.  Here though, they have been partially replaced by the labels from packs of the own-brand masking tape used in the painting’s production.  I do enjoy all this knowing self-reflexivity.





Like all the other ‘Map’ pieces to date, I simply worked on this one with relatively little pre-planning, until it appeared to have reached some kind of reasonably balanced conclusion.  There were no preparatory sketches or studies, and just a handful of reference photos.  There was however, a pretty vivid sense of my personal response to a particular site, which was something I was able to keep topping up, even as I replenished my materials supplies to complete it. 





In truth, the painting ended up a lot busier and more congested than I’d originally intended, which seems to have become my default method for resolving these ‘Map’ compositions.  It seems that working without much pre-planning leads me to keep chucking in more and more, accumulating a mulch of guesses and mis-steps, until the thing seems somehow satisfied.  Perhaps this is one reason for repeatedly returning to strategies that have already worked in previous pieces.  Consequently, I do wonder whether I might return to this ‘subject’ in an attempt to achieve something a little more distilled, or which goes in a slightly different direction, when time allows.








[1.]:  Should I be accused of advertising, I should point out that other (although not many), other large DIY outlets are available.  Topically, this week has brought the news that B&Q are themselves struggling and propose to close a significant proportion of their stores.  Should we be so surprised that the DIY market is flagging, given the inability of increasing numbers of Brits to buy, (or even rent), a home nowadays?

[2.]:  I still maintain a considerable affection for much Pop Art, even if much of that movement might be seen as a less-than-critical celebration of mid-twentieth century consumer capitalism.   My own position might be described as a rather more nuanced or disillusioned acknowledgement of the extent to which commercial concerns have now absorbed our lives - shaping our physical, perceptual and mental landscapes in the process.



Monday, 6 April 2015

Natural Selection



These photos don't relate to anything important, in all honesty.  I took them at work ages ago, purely because the first one made me chuckle, - then promptly lost them through some singularly hurried and inefficient filing.


Leicester, Spring 2014


So, mostly, I'm just pleased to have finally turned them up again, (while looking for something else altogether).  Luckily, I'm still chuckling.


Leicester, Spring 2014


'Evolve' was the name of a school performance showcase, by the way.  However, and particularly in the light of recent news reports, I prefer to (mis)read these as a bit of much-needed guidance for Humanity in general.



Thursday, 2 April 2015

Concrete 4: Spiralling



Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


Having focussed mainly on painting for the last couple of months, I’ve been finding myself out and about with the video camera again just recently.  I’ve written before about the concrete-related film I’ve been hoping to complete, in collaboration with fellow artist, Andrew Smith, as an accompaniment our two-handed exhibition, ‘Mental Mapping’, in June.  Pleasingly, the project appears to be progressing well, and my most recent filming excursions have been an attempt to fill in some of the gaps in imagery that the script has thrown up.  This post features some still images from a successful day collecting footage in Birmingham, and it provides an opportunity to discuss the project in a little more detail, (now that I have a clearer idea about how it’s unfolding.



Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


When the opportunity to exhibit together arose, in Rugby Art Gallery & Museum’s Floor One Gallery, it was originally assumed that we would split the show roughly 50:50 between works that we have each produced independently.  Andrew and I certainly share a lot of interests, but it’s also the case that there are distinct differences in many of the themes and concerns running through our work, and I suspect, our habitual approaches and preferred creative procedures.



Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


What particularly interested me about Andrew’s work, when we both participated in a group show in Birmingham, in 2012, is his willingness to work across a variety of static and time-based media, and his tendency to work out of a text or, (often intriguingly oblique), concept in ways that wouldn’t naturally occur to me.  Coming originally, from a more literary background initially, it appears to me that the idea, or indeed text, is generally there in his artwork from the start, with visual or physical elements following in whichever way seems most appropriate.  Whilst textual elements have been integral to most of my own work in the last few years, it’s fair to say that my starting point is generally a visual, sensual or emotional response to some place or environment.  Texts or soft concepts, such as they occur in my own work, have generally been lifted verbatim from a certain location, or released as ideas from my own direct experience ‘out there’ with the camera.  Perhaps it’s the case that, if Andrew is often actively seeking, I’m more usually reliant on finding.


Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


The idea of us collaborating directly on a film as part of ‘Mental Mapping’, started to appeal to me as a way for me to work in a new medium, (Andrew has some previous with film making, - I have relatively little), and to do something beyond my own comfort zone generally.  I liked the idea of relinquishing overall control of a project, and of each of us bringing something the other might not have thought of as we passed it back and forth.  With me based in Leicester, and Andrew in Birmingham, (and both holding down day jobs), it was inevitable that this to-ing and fro-ing would become a feature of the project.  So it has proved.  The film also provided a way to incorporate concrete as a theme within the exhibition, without it becoming the main raison d’etre overall.  The huge cement factory at Rugby was always going to be a major influence over my ‘mental map’ of the town we were exhibiting in, and it felt important to acknowledge it, and its wider influence, - however obliquely.


Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


As things stand, we have a hard drive loaded with a lot of footage, collected around the Midlands by myself.  It features a wide variety of concrete and cement-related landscape features, both large and small.  We also have a script for a spoken narration, written by Andrew and reflecting his own, parabolic, often psychological, (and indeed, essentially Surrealist), interpretation of the idea of ‘Mental Mapping’.  We also have a still incomplete film in which the two things are being edited together and sequenced, in ways that I currently have only a general idea about.  It’s fair to say my sense of anticipation over the final product is becoming increasingly palpable, and I’m enjoying the process of enjoying the journey by letting someone else do the driving for a while.  In the meantime, my main task is to get out there again, in an attempt to find those motifs demanded by the script but absent from the original footage.



Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


Thus it was I found myself beside Birmingham’s thundering A38 Aston Expressway in bright sunshine and bitter winds, recording this wonderful spiral pedestrian ramp, the other day.  It seemed to chime with a reference in the script to "spiral stakes" and was something I’d identified earlier as I drove home from my most recent visit to discuss matters with Andrew.  I’ve been dimly aware of it for several years, and, as my car ground to a halt beside it in heavy tea-time traffic, I realised it’s time had come and I now had a specific reason to return and harvest it as an image.  Google Earth and another tank of petrol did the rest a few days later.


Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


The spiral fire escape also pictured here, is another subject I remembered having photographed in passing, some years ago, and for which I now had a specific use.  I had a dim memory of where it was situated, and in the event, it was pretty easy to find by following my nose up Pershore Street towards the foot of the Bullring.  The staircase makes a pretty strong silhouette in its own right, but, viewing it in bright conditions, I now discover how pleasingly it reflects in the adjacent grid of windows to create a pleasingly complex, fragmented double image.  As it turns out, the architecture of Smallbrook Queensway from which it projects, is also a prime example (as is the spiral ramp), of the kind of mid Twentieth Century concrete Modernism with which Birmingham became synonymous.





Central Birmingham, February 2015


Exactly how Andrew will choose to edit any of my latest footage into our film, or which (if any) of my found motifs resonate with him most, waits to be seen.  Either way, it’s been enjoyable to break up my ongoing painting activities for a few hours, and get amongst the concrete again.  The fact that I can now feel the days lengthening and the temperatures slowly rising, is a reminder of just how quickly time flies.  Better crack on.… 


Aston, Birmingham, February 2015


'Mental Mapping', will be at Floor One Gallery, Rugby Art Gallery & Museum, Little Elbrow Street, Rugby, CV21 3BZ, from 8 June - 18 June 2015.