
It was with seriousness but irony that was reading a book on Darwin as I took the train to see my work on the art fair.
Today I am dead tired, I was just shown for a couple days as one of the “young artists”, and this again establishes the rule, that perhaps up to 35 you are considered young in the art world, at least trendy ones. Once over it you might be old. But my new gallerist seems to see things in the long run, thus him telling me to just work and I need to be progressing slowly and carefully in the market, decades of experience on his part allow him to have this experience. He is just exploiting the trend perhaps. Miro said once that one cannot really being painting till ones 45. In any-case I feel like I understand what direction to move in and have goals. Abstract ones, but at the same time solid. Words like vibrancy, power, force, tight/loose…
Being on fairs of this level are new to me, before I was just on alternative fairs, still good but not the chic ones which boast big money. Now that I am aligned with this gallery things have changed a bit. I now have some weight to my cv in regards to the powers that be in this country. He is tied to london, ny, zurich, germany, and LA. I am small though, the other artists took the central stage for the whole fair.
I did not sell, but I was seen by alot of important people, one guy even walking by and congratulating the gallerist on finding me. I am new blood, an oddity, not quite fitting into any normal paradigm here. Things that make me odd at least on this fair:1.) I Don’t quote Richter or Luc Tuymans in my way of working, 2) I don’t use the photograph or projection in my process. 3) I work with alot of paint and all of it has purpose, its not just piled up on the canvas. 4.) I work very large, only perhaps one other artist is working as large as I am.
I guess I had a fan club amongst other younger artists, many were taking photos saying that it was “wild” and like a battle had taken place. An older artist came up and asked me rediculous questions, one was: “something is missing, somehow, what do you think it is?” I am not sure he knew, if he did, he did not tell me…. He was another person though that told me that ” I had courage to paint like this.”
This keeps coming up, and I think that it must mean quite simply that anyone painting in a direct mode of working picking up where abstract expressionism left off and postwar ways of working in a modern sense is crazy, or at least rare.
However, I had some great comments that pointed me to some other artists who are working in someway similar to me. Ironically in reading about one of the artists someone recommended me to see, the article said: He uses the abstract expressionist aesthetic but without the angst. My background in poor neighborhoods is definitely the angst in my work now. It sets me apart as well as the attributes of scale, material, and process mentioned above.
I now have to work and produce a full series of new paintings. Its time to think production. However, given way I work though it just means get a bunch of new canvases ready and do what I always do.
Oh, a funny note, I was talking to the gallery assistant, and I said, maybe I will create some drawings on site outside. He laughed and said “Yeah, at least you wont be painting on an easel outside with a straw hat!”
Creativity and the art making are so much bigger than these fairs directed by trend. Thank god we have some gallerists and collectors that are still pursuing good work that might not be “hot.” An artist who was taking a photo of my work went over to me and said, how old are you, I told him. He looked young, but the wrinkles on his face showed his age. Word to the wise, never don the heavy orange tan, it just looks like your insecure. “Crazy painting man, crazy!”
Youngn- C