Well this is it. Everything is in, just a few labels to go and it's looking very much liked I imagined it would. Quite a few locals stuck there noses in and made comments, all pretty positive. Thanks to Zoe and Ferris in particular who put in a long day at the end of long and challenging week (for him). I really appreciate it and I'm thrilled with the way it's come together.
Monday, February 9, 2015
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Today is my last day of fucking around before I have to deliver all my work to CRAG for my exhibition I KNEW IT WAS WRONG BUT I DID IT ANYWAY. I was looking at my painting of Tuna and thinking it would be good if it could go too. But it had always lacked something. So I was prepared to leave it at home.
I painted it shortly after I made several other pieces, pen and ink drawings that kind of followed a theme, Misplaced Sympathy, One for the Green Team and Not Welcome Here Either. In each of these I expressed an idea by juxtaposing two disparate but somehow linked subjects and I think they achieved it with some success. In this piece I tried to show more restraint. To simply make a picture of a subject I was interested in without trying to preach or moralise. But in the end it was just a pretty picture of fish.
I thought it was done, past the point of meddling, but I had an idea how I could change it. To add the twist it lacked that would make it a statement; to expose an underlying intent beyond aesthetics. I decide to vandalise it.
Then I fucked that up. It's not that I don't know how words are spelled. It's just that sometimes my head gets ahead of my hand. I tried to fix it but then decided to take it back to the first error ( I rubbed out the red 'y' using turps). It's more honest.
Now I can take it with me.