Showing posts with label Herbert Art Gallery. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Herbert Art Gallery. Show all posts

Thursday, 13 March 2014

Cadmium And Iron




Coventry, March, 2014


I’m sure many people are familiar with that sense of still inhabiting a film after leaving a cinema, (particularly in daylight, for some reason).  I’ve often experienced something similar when leaving an Art exhibition, - tending to perceive the world through the filter of the work I’ve just seen, if only for a short time.  This happened recently on leaving Dale vNMarshall’s ‘Walls With Wounds’ show at Coventry’s Herbert Art Gallery & Museum, (discussed in my previous post).


Herbert Art Gallery & Museum, Coventry, March 2014

Dale vN Marshall, 'Shadowy Figures', Mixed Media On Canvas, 2014


Immediately outside the building is a commemorative, public art installation comprising numerous, laser-cut steel screens with an artfully rusted patina.  Predictably, instead of interacting with these as intended, I found myself focusing mostly upon their surface qualities and, especially, the traces of damage and graffiti inflicted on them after their installation.  The nuanced layering of this reminded me of much of what I’d only just seen in Marshall’s paintings, especially ‘Game Theory – Shadowy Figures', with its wild traceries and overall rusty brown palette.




Coventry, March 2014


It was impossible to ignore the lovingly inscribed, if slightly intimidating ‘comedy nob’ adorning one of the steel surfaces.  Obviously, I’m old enough to know better than to keep confronting you with these, and I apologise for any offense caused once again.  In my defense, I’m not originating them, - merely recording what’s out there in the world.  This particular example seems to belong to a sub-category in which said member is depicted pendant rather than erect, - slightly undermining any intended shock value, I suspect.  Obviously, there’s a long and (ig)noble tradition of such overt motifs, (I’m sure academics have written many papers), and I can only hope my own harvesting of them is more anthropological than Freudian.


Honestly, - You Couldn't Make This Stuff Up.  Coventry, March 2014





Coventry, March 2014


A few yards away, I was drawn to two seperate sites where architects and contractors had sought fit to fill corners of the world with the most saturated, primary yellow.  These rather joyous statements contrasted markedly with the leaden skies and icy rain that were imposing themselves on Coventry, and I felt a real desire to immerse myself within them.  Beyond the obvious overlap with my love of Hazard graphics, there also seemed to be some kind of analogy with Marshall’s use of heightened colour to evoke the paradoxical euphoria of psychosis.  Traditionally, yellow has often been associated with mental illness as much as with joy and, however trite it may seem, I can’t help also thinking of Van Gogh’s solar discs and blazing cornfields.


Vincent Van Gogh, 'Wheat Field With Reaper And Sun', Oil On Canvas, 1889


Sometimes, I wonder if hanging around on a freezing, wet Sunday afternoon to get excited about security fencing is really an ideal pastime for anyone.  Then, I remember that responding to such unexpected visual bounty in the most mundane contexts is exactly the kind of thing an attuned artist might do.


Coventry, - Fun City




Dale vN Marshall: ‘Walls With Wounds’ continues at Herbert Art Gallery & Museum, Coventry, until 18 May 2014.




Wednesday, 12 March 2014

Dale vN Marshall: 'Walls With Wounds' At Herbert Art Gallery & Museum, Coventry



Dale vN Marshall, 'Beauty Is Always With You No. 2', Mixed Media On Canvas, 2013


2014’s frenetic round of exhibition and gallery going continues apace.  I can’t remember a period in recent years when quite so much of interest came along at the same time and, to be honest, I’m struggling to assimilate it all, (not to mention responding on here).  It’s not such a bad problem to have really, and might give me some clues about how I want my own work to progress in the near future.  I just need to ensure I don’t get deflected each time I see something new.  The key, as always, is to enjoy the immediate thrill of encountering something I hadn’t thought of myself, but to digest it all properly over time; and to retain faith in my own creative concerns rather than constantly questioning them in the light each new thing I see.  It all comes out in the wash eventually, and it's all about evolution, - not a series of half-cocked revolutions.  Also, one shouldn’t overlook the aspect of simple pleasure in viewing artworks.




Anyway, working on the principle that you only regret the things you didn’t do, (or see), I zipped over to Coventry’s Herbert Art Gallery & Museum the other day, to view ‘Walls With Wounds’, an exhibition of paintings by Dale vN Marshall.  A former graffiti artist, (as ‘Vermin’), Marshall is now making a name for himself as a studio-based painter, having graduated from Coventry University.  In the event, the show was a bit of an eye-opener, in more ways than one.

Marshall’s biography to date takes in a period of ‘at risk’ existence as a graffiti writer and hard drug user in the Bristol & Bath area, and a history of serious mental illness, culminating in a period spent as an in-patient in Cornwall’s StLawrence’s Hospital, Bodmin.  The paintings on show were mostly produced during 2013, (representing a fairly impressive turnover), and amount to a somewhat harrowing attempt by Marshall to externalise, and hopefully, to move beyond these traumatic episodes in his life.


Dale vN Marshall, 'Fire Burn Bright', Mixed Media On Canvas, 2013


Amidst all the strategies and theoretical underpinnings of contemporary painting, it’s easy to overlook the medium’s ability to simply express feeling, and Marshall’s pieces are certainly some of the most deeply felt and cathartic I’ve seen in a while.  If his take on Abstract Expressionism sometimes feels slightly naive, it’s also a perfect antidote for the cynicism or distancing that pervades so much contemporary art.  For all that, this far more than simple Art Therapy, (not necessarily ‘simple’ at all, I realise), and it’s sufficiently ‘thought through’ to indicate that Marshall is already a ‘serious’ painter above all else.  It feels like the processes of rebuilding his once-shattered identity, and of artistic ‘becoming’, are very much two sides of the same coin for him.

Whilst fitting into a primarily Expressionist tradition, Marshall makes reference to a variety of external sources, in addition to the obvious internal ones.  As often happens with this branch of painting, he might actually be said to be, at heart, a painter of landscapes or other inhabitable environments.  If one wishes to find formal antecedents, it’s easy enough to draw comparisons with the work of Mark Tobey, Pollock, Twombly or, even, Rothko.  At times, I also thought of the automatic mark making experiments of Henri Michaux.


Dale vN Marshall, 'Drown', Mixed Media On Canvas, 2013


In one particular mode, Marshall employs fields of, dashes, scribbles, drips, threads and text fragments to build fields and networks of varying degrees of intensity and abandon, that, despite Marshall’s allusions to walls, often appear to recede into ambiguous space.  Generally, these peices walk a tightrope between order and chaos.  Often, a relatively stable grid emerges within the apparently random mark marks.  In nearly every case, these also coalesce into horizontal bands of contrasting density, somewhere around the central region of the canvas, which, inevitably, can be read as a notional landscape, or the surface of water.  Reading them less literally however, there can be a sense of violence or turmoil viewed at a remove, or a sense of physical or psychic fracture, (but potentially, of juncture also).

This motif becomes psychologically powerful, and even disturbing, through repetition but it’s not easy to decide if all this activity represents a search for order out of chaos or the opposite process of psychic unraveling, (potentially both, I’m guessing).  In this context, I couldn’t help reading his use of threads, sometimes taught, - at others loose and meandering.  In fact, Marshall’s employment of mixed media, including anti-bacterial varnish, wood ash, and foil) throughout the work lends it a visceral quality and is one of the exciting things about the show.


Dale vN Marshall, 'We Need To Transfer You Home', Mixed Media On Canvas, 2013


Much of that particular group of paintings exhibits a vivid palette that, by turns, might evoke fiery intensity or a variety of pastoral exuberance.  The latter might seem at odds with the harrowing events to which they specifically relate, (detailed in accompanying captions), until one considers the sense of euphoria which can accompany serious psychotic episodes.  This is directly alluded to in ‘Beauty Is Always With You No.2’, - perhaps my favourite piece in the show, where caligraphic elements play an important role in evoking both Marshall’s graffiti writing past, and archaic fragments of writing by children he claims to have found on the walls of his current studio.  The sense of a surface plane seems stronger in this piece than in much of the other work.


Dale vN Marshall, 'Stitched Wound No.1', Mixed Media On Paper, 2012' 

Dale vN Marshall, 'Stitched Wound, No.2', Mixed Media On Paper, 2012


Another category of Marshall’s painting is one I can’t help thinking of as ‘medical paintings’.  They address his experiences within the mental health system and, in their predominantly white colouration and incorporation of bandage or gauze-like materials, obviously evoke the sensory aspects of a hospital or associated medical environment.  Most dramatic here, is the way the horizontal divisions transform them selves into livid wounds, and the threads into fragile surgical stitches. Should the inclusion of this overt element of gore prove too melodramatic, In the smaller paper based, ‘Stitched Wounds 1 & 2’, Marshall incorporates his wounds into a geometrical armature relating to the street plans around St Lawrence Hospital and of Falmouth, where he experienced a severe psychotic crisis, prior to hospitalisation.

Perhaps this impressive ability to let the paintings operate on several levels, and indeed, Marshall’s powerful evocation of a ‘landscape of the mind’, is most affectingly seen in ‘Tell Me Nurse Am I Dead?’.  Heavily textured, but terrifying in its white, monochrome nullity, this cardboard-based piece suggests an abstracted aerial view of the Cornish landscape through which his ambulance carried him.  Convinced he was dead, he imagined the ambulance ascending into the sky.  Having recently returned from a Cornish jaunt myself, I couldn’t help reflecting on the contrast between Marshall’s relationship with that landscape, and my own, less traumatic one.


Dale vN Marshall, 'Tell Me Nurse Am I  Dead', Mixed Media On Card, 2013


I think it would be a mistake to regard this, ultimately, as a feel-good show, or exit with the sense that ‘all’s well that end’s well’.  Nevertheless, by inhabiting the existential realities of his life in this way, Marshall seems to demonstrate that, through accepting them and assimilating them through his art, he stands some chance of moving forward and somehow reclaiming some of the time lost to him.  There is certainly no shortage of courage and unflinching honesty about the work and, if ever proof were needed that creative endeavour can provide a path through, (if not necessarily, an escape from), the vicissitudes of life, this show might be it.  I can only wish him continuing success in his future endeavours, and hope that this process of psychic and artistic reconstruction continues.


Dale vN Marshall, ‘Walls With Wounds’, Continues At Herbert Art Gallery & Museum, Coventry, Until 18 May 2014