Sunday, 26 February 2017

Making pictures for an exhibition

I am currently working on some images for a collaborative exhibition at the end of this year with the film maker and artist Eleanor Flaherty.

Eleanor is a qualified mountain guide and an artist with soul - she leads guided walks into the hills locally.

A couple of weeks ago we followed the valley of the Twrch, and walked in an amazing landscape which transformed from post industrial to wilderness.

Our exhibition will be in the form of an installation based on this journey - it will consist of drawings and paintings along with photography, constructions and sound in order to invoke the sense of history of this landscape in the year of Legends.

I have begun some works on paper - the following piece is based on the red kite that we encountered wheeling above us in the post industrial landscape of hills with ancient large boulders dumped by glaciers 10,000 years ago.

I have used a series of symbols to represent our modern landscape - a form of hieroglyphs.
It is a start.


Sunday, 12 February 2017

Private passions laid bare

Making paintings and drawings has always been a private activity for me -because it is about my intimate relationship with creation and Creator. I am in no way unique and I would like to stress that there is a seed of eternity in all of us - and we search for a sense of connection through other like - minded people or through the landscape or through sport or craft or so many other ways.

All the rich possibilities are a way of feeling alive in a world where politically and religiously we feel hemmed in and controlled.

Making the process visible to others is like laying yourself open - making yourself vulnerable.

Even if my work does not connect with others I cannot help but make it. When it does connect it is such an amazing a thing - something beyond words. This is why I struggle with the idea of attaching a monetary value to it.

Here I am opening up another look into my studio space this morning. I have worked further on Landscape in Two Parts. After a walk in the biting wind this morning - feeling alive and trying to translate that to paper and plaster.

If you do want to connect with my work - there are some paintings at the Cafe Chameleon in Ystradgynlais - will be coming down soon. Also a few at Oriel lliw in Pontardawe. If you fancy a painting or drawing contact me by email.


Saturday, 4 February 2017

What if my name was David Hockney or Phillip Wilson Steer ?

What is in a name ?

Skill - artistry - experience - style - substance - uniqueness ?

How do names become names ?

I remember the valid criticism by my tutors in Portsmouth - that I was pursuing the empty dream of being original ! But what truly separates the 'Sunday painter' from the names ?

Alfred Wallis is a name - he became a name because his naive paintings were celebrated by Ben Nicholson and Barbara Hepworth. He was discovered.

There is nothing new under the sun - that is true. We are all influenced by each other and no-one is truly original. It may be a long wait before we are discovered !!

In the meantime I have continued to enjoy returning to my roots - being less tight in my painting and experimenting with paper and different shapes.

I recently walked another section of the Cambrian Way with my friends Charles and Neil. We walked from Rhandirmwyn to the remote hostel of Ty'n Cornel. We saw no other person on the entire walk.The valley was entirely silent apart from the sound of the river the buzzards and a lone dipper.

It was like being transported back in time - no roads or traffic - just raw landscape.

Here is my interpretation of it ....... Is it original ?!

Well I like it.