Bobbette Rose

Art: Dead or Alive?

2011-07-16T09:38:00.001-07:00

When it comes to art, many have wondered if there is anything new to say. Often it is said that “painting is dead,” or maybe “art altogether is dead,” what more can be done that hasn’t been already done?

“There’s nothing new under the sun” is a comment made in Ecclesiastes. It was written over 2000 years ago. So this quest to explore and find the "new" of life and the lament that its all been done before and there is nothing left is....nothing new.

What we could understand, now 2000 years later, is that there are always new things to discover even when it appears as if its all been done. What we could also understand is that none of these "discoveries" and achievements meet that essential thing that is driving our hunger for the new as we still are in a lament for it. Ahhh yes...so if one were to read the whole of Ecclesiastes, regardless of what one might believe about God, one would have to agree with the writer's sentiments that all appears to be in vain.

And this is very much the crux of art, especially today. Today one loud voice of art has been Damien Hirst. But even a butchered shark in formaldehyde is not enough to shock us into a new state of thinking and we remain dissatisfied with his arrogance that claims it has the power to. Art must now indeed be dead says the critic if even this leaves us yawning.

One artist friend recently commented…

"all you can do today is look at things once again but the sting is gone.... we can participate, but its as if we already know the outcome."

On one level the outcome has never been the point...we have always known the outcome...its death. For those of us who believe in God there might be life after death...but the reality of that can only be realized by death first. Its always been a given. It’s not a question of why we die that plagues us but rather why are we alive to begin with.

There are always new things to "discover" and "rediscover" about who we are as human beings. The universe as its laid out today, as we have made it with all our technology, our mistakes, our triumphs, our global warming and cloning, our debt ceilings and olympic medals, our fallen towers and heroic rescuers, our space missions and child soldiers...this is not our quest but rather the context in which we search for answers to the questions we have always asked...the questions that are still there to be answered.

So as much as the lament is valid in that we all share its weight, its missing the thing that is really driving us, the exploration of...us.

If art appears dead to us today its only because we have given up searching for real answers to possibly unanswerable questions (we aren't ever sure, its the mountain we climb not knowing if we will ever make it to the top) and we find everything to be vain and useless. It turns out that the most relevant, shocking, transformative art happens when an artist expresses something real about the journey they are on ...that art will never be dead.

Just go to Monet's room at MoMA. They have a room dedicated to this huge 3-panel painting with each panel being larger than 6' x 13'. It one of his last works and sat in storage for decades after his death because it was thought to be unfinished and less than great because he had mostly lost his eyesight by the time he painted it...but this is not a painting of the world as we know it, its a painting of the world as it could be known by an old man whose sight only grew deeper as he closed in on death.

The day I went to last went to see it the room was full of people who sat as I sat in front of this work...sat and looked...at something that us all to new places.

Just Living

2010-12-11T07:38:00.000-08:00

Earlier this week I was invited to do a "workshop" for an arts group meeting in a small town about half an hour out of Madison. Racing there after work I was regretting my agreeing to do it because I was in the middle of designing a website at work that was having problems. I was quite distracted and wished I could just stay focused on that problem.

I finally made it to this little town, by now dark outside, and instantly got caught up in the glow of all the Christmas lights. It was like entering a Dickens novel as it began to snow, quite picturesque. My mood began to soften.

Once I found the house, I was greeted by a lively woman who I later learned was 78. She had this small cottage-esque house that was like walking into a creative and cozy other-world. Everything was beautiful in a very organic, country way. The wooden floors covered in rugs, the windows with various patterned fabrics, art everywhere, capturing my eye and imagination.

Only four of us women came, many in the group were sick on this blistery winter evening. But four fit perfectly around the dining room table and we shared a meal and conversation. Everything became so calm and comfortable for me and I realized something very meaningful was happening...life...just life. No tasks were being left undone, no problems were unsolvable, nothing and no-one was irretrievable. We talked about heavy things actually, everyone sharing their own stories. But it wasn't in this, "the world is going to end" kind of way but more in this "here are our lives" sort of way.

After dinner we got out the wax and griddle, I did an intro into painting with wax...and then we just played. All of the women were artists themselves, so it was a delightful play as we all discovered the wax. Me included.

As I drove home I realized it was one of the best evenings I've had in awhile. There is something quite beautiful about just living, just moving to the flow of things. I spend alot of time in my design job racing up to a deadline, pressing through a challenge, learning new technologies 30 seconds before I need to implement them only to race on to the next new thing.

This evening reminded me once again to breath. Let go, sit back and let things move as they will.

The Elevator Statement

2010-10-14T07:06:00.000-07:00

I 'm getting a bit tired of elevator statements. Admitting this could get me in deep doo-doo at work, because we are all about distilling things into short, pithy statements, imagining we are racing up 30 floors in a small shaft with a valuable partner who wants to know what in the world we do.

But it will come as no surprise to anyone who knows me that I am not one for soundbites. (heads are nodding). Its not that I just have a hard time editing myself...its more that I like conversations that go back and forth. But then I also was one that enjoyed the long volley in volley ball game rather than the spike and the most rewarding tennis games were always the ones where my partner and I managed to keep returning the ball. So I have always preferred the "back and forth" more than the need for the slam dunk win.

I have a Twitter account but, much to the chagrin of my twittering friends, I rarely post. I just find it hard to think in 140 characters or less.

Now being professionally in the business of exploring new media and spending parts of every day exploring the social media net and participating in the virtual "public square," admitting this will probably not help my career. And I'm not suggesting anyone stop twittering. In fact I admire people who can get it all said in a sentence.

One person I deeply respect because of her brevity is Jenny Holzer...now there is someone who has made an art of the soundbite...literally. She is the queen "woman of a few words." When I found her on twitter I immediately followed. What a perfect medium for her! All the sudden Twitter made sense to me...I was somewhat disappointed to find out that someone was impersonating her and she had no such twitter account. Jenny! Why aren't you there yourself, sister....???

I personally don't think I'm totally alone on this need for more than 140 characters...which is why I think so many love blogging. Here's our chance to say our say and use as many words as it takes to say it. Of course I'm sure the longer the post the fewer people read it.

I recently wrote an article for on online magazine that got linked to someone's blog and then "read" by a friend I ran into in the real world. My friend made a point of saying she had seen the article and seemed very interested in it. I took this as an invitation to chat a little about the subject of the article only to find out she hadn't really read it ... it looked long, so it sat in her pile of things to read...but hey, it looked interesting. Well, I guess that's the risk of "having your say"....just because you say it doesn't mean anyone really is reading it....

Tearing Up Books

2010-10-10T21:21:00.000-07:00

"For their current exhibition, the ArtsTribe artists engaged in the ultimate in bad-kid behavior: tearing pages out of books...." is the beginning of Lindsay Christians' review of our show in Sunday's Wisconsin State Journal.

It's of course a fun, tongue-in-cheek way to begin her article on our work but the show did create a bit of a buzz about the destruction of books. The first comment in our comment book, the first day was a critique on our destruction of books in order to make art. Later commentators in the book actually responded to that comment in our defense. It also came up in our artist talk as a question...

I had a hint of things to come when sharing with the artsTribe group early on, that I intended to take some pages out of the Bible and reassemble them with wax. Now, I was just thinking about the concept of our show which is "books" and the theme of the Wisconsin Book Fest that we opened in which was "beliefs." For me, since I have a relationship to the Bible as I sort out my own personal beliefs...it seemed appropriate to me. My concern was more on how to say something personal and honest around this bigger-than-life book of the ages.

The rest of the tribe looked at me and kind of gasped..."are you kidding? You can't tear up the Bible." It was not, I'm sure, the holy wrath of God anyone was concerned about as much as the reality of the now-iconic controversy of Serrano's "Piss Christ" coming to haunt us. And the fact that there was a guy in Florida who was currently threatening to burn the Koran and raising national ire added to the mix. Our simple little book show all the sudden was getting risky.

Of course that was before Tom decided to burn his favorite books and put them in jars and Jayne was only beginning to think of shredding a book and dunking it in water. Yes, definitely bad-child behaviour. We then proceeded to cut up dictionaries and just about any other book we could find....so....in the end, no one took much aim at my seven little Bible pages outside of seeing it as an interesting sculptural book-thing.

My piece was first titled "Through a Glass Dimly" and was going off the scripture in 1st Corinthians, "Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully..." I thought that embraced the mystery I find as I come to the Bible in as honest a way as I could think. For me its an awesome and terrible revelation of God and humanity while at the same time it is a deep and profoundly beautiful mystery.

So the wax, with its translucent film, hiding and revealing at the same time, became a metaphor of my own journey with this book. Some images and marks come out but only as nuances and hints, feelings and guttural experiences.

I later changed the name of the piece to "Faint Glimpses" because I did another book made of glass in the same show and it seemed confusing to call the decidedly not-glass piece, glass, when it was sitting right next to an actual glass piece.

The glass book called "Fleeting Memories" actually ended up relating to "Faint Glimpses," although I didn't make the connection until they were both done and in the gallery. "Fleeting Memories" is a book made up of seven thin sheets of glass that I dipped in wax. So they also have this translucent feel to them. I then wrote a journal entry on each waxed glass plate with a stylus–my private, stupid, profound rants on different days as I was making the book. I pushed paint into the etched words so, at one point, the words were quite legible. I then attacked each page with a heat gun. The color and the wax began to flow–the words coming apart, re-forming, dripping down and fading. To me, the vulnerability of the words was key. Where once they seemed so clear and organized, they reveal themselves finally in this fused state of ambiguity. It seemed like an appropriate way to describe the fragility of my own life-story. Not in a negative, falling-apart way but in this poetic dance-through-time sort of way that reveals the things you think are so understandable and solid one day can be so fluid and fleeting the next.

So as the book of my life, written in my own words, moves in and out of focus, so too, the ancient "book of life" has its own mysterious translucency to me. I realized, as I looked at these two pieces, that I'm vague in my understanding about alot things these days. And its funny, but that has brought a new type of clarity to my thinking.

Fast Forward

2010-10-07T20:32:00.001-07:00

So...clearly I didn't blog as much as I promised during my July adventure in Vancouver. To my credit though I did create a whole new blog while there called Nihonga Notes where I put up videos and notes on the process all through the class so the students and others could have something to refer to outside the class. So if you want to understand more about the actual process of painting with mineral pigments, take a look.

Ok...fast forward to the "now" in my life. We just took down the "Suspended Belief" installation that was up for just the four days of the Wisconsin Book Festival around the Overture Center for Performing Arts rotunda. The "we" would be artsTRIBE is a group of artists and friends I have hung out and exhibited with for the past five or so years.

We waxed and hung over 1000 pages from an old Oxford illustrated dictionary, turning them into these velvety translucent sheets. The theme of the book fest was "beliefs." As we talked, the dictionary seemed to be the one book that honored all beliefs with a kind of equality. Its also a book where we don't generally question its truth. Its the "verifyer" of our facts, you go to the dictionary when you want the final say on a spelling or a definition or usage question. So its the one book we all agree to believe. Its kind of strange to think about.

It was exciting to see the piece go up. We weren't sure if these cream-colored pages would be able to establish their own presence. But we were really happy with it when up. I loved how the pages gently fluttered and twisted. We hung them from very thin threads and the pages were light to begin with, so, with the movement of people and normal airflow, they moved and had this subtle kinetic thing happening.

It caused a bit of a buzz. We got quite a few positive comments. Thousands of people saw it during the four days it was up as the Overture Center was the hub of activity for not only the Wisconsin Book Fest but also for a Jazz Festival celebrating jazz legend Mary Lou Williams and also the exhibition space of over 140 area artists who were opening their studios up for the weekend during the Madison Area Open Studios event.

On My Way

2010-07-10T23:15:00.000-07:00

I spent most of the day en-route which mostly means hanging out at airports waiting. Airports are kind of weird in-between places. Everyone is on their way to someplace else, in transit, not where they were, not where they will soon be. We all come together in this assigned holding tank. For one small moment we create this bond based on our shared experience of "going someplace other than here." It lasts about as long as a slide down the moving walkway.

But in this fleeting moment, airports reveal themselves as the true global melting pot that they are. As I sit in Chicago O'hare, all kinds of people from all kinds of places around the world sit together, read papers, chat about their families and enjoy a Cinnabon. Cities are compared, politics discussed, and traveling stories embellished as we wait to get on with our lives.

And we more or less agree to set aside our differences. Its the other-worldliness of the airport. We are there to move onto our next destination, not to start a fight and somehow that calls a momentary truce to alot of local and international feuding.

I've never really seen a fight at an airport although there was a close call once when a frustrated passenger got riled with the security people throwing away some expensive hair product stashed in their carry-on. Security, though, is one of the biggest conversation starters. You never quite remember how equally frustrating and scary all this luggage checking and swipes with "the wand" feel until you are there once again...and then you just have to talk about it. "What's going on with our world," we ask each other as we exit the body scan. The real world of mistrust and disorder momentarily raises its head but we all seem equally confused by it.

And then we are on to our next destination, excited once again for the thing before us, on with our adventure, on with our life. Back to the real world and away from this pseudo-reality that seems to have its own mysterious ebb and flow. For me it was on to Vancouver to begin my adventure for the next few weeks hanging out making art.

Nihonga and Encaustic

2010-07-04T17:46:00.002-07:00

I've been revisiting Nihonga as I have prepared for this class. For the past couple years I've been exploring Encaustic more....painting with wax. The beauty of Nihonga with the way light reflects off the mineral pigments gets lost when enveloped with wax so I wasn't seeing how to bring these two together.

Both techniques draw me in because they use light in such beautiful ways. I love the depth and the mystery that grows as the layers get built up. I think it speaks alot to the way life actually works...at least for me. Time is a series of layers, each adding is own pain and its own beauty.

I've started combining Nihonga and Encaustic lately though. The above painting is an example. I have to start out in Nihonga since its a water base process and won't work over the wax. But then I've come back into parts of it with the wax. (the blue areas are mostly wax) and it looks almost like it's submerged in liquid.

I'm beginning to work on a series of paintings for a show I'm doing with Julie Insun Youn at the Overture Center in Madison WI in January called Beauty for Ashes Her work also explores layers of meaning and what lies beneath the surface and we thought we would make a good show together. Beauty for Ashes is about mystery and deep spaces as well as transformation. We explore how pain and suffering as well as the mundane and common weaves through our lives and is able to be transformed into something intrinsically beautiful.

I packed my wax and hot plate and sent it up to Vancouver. I'm intending to explore the marriage of these two techniques more.

Starting Again

2010-07-03T21:52:00.000-07:00

I set this blog up awhile ago to highlight some online art sites for a few friends ....but I think I'm going to try to make it into a real blog. I'm at least going to try to document my next month to get into the hang of it.

I'm a week away from heading up to Vancouver. In fact I sent a box of my art supplies up yesterday so that must mean I'm really going.

I'm going up to assist Makoto Fujimura as he teaches a class at Regent College in Vancouver on Nihonga (traditional Japanese painting technique using mineral pigments) and the theology of art.

It would be enough of an excitement just to have three solid weeks in a row to focus on and make art. I haven't had that much dedicated time since grad school. But I have the added benefit of working with and assisting an artist I have deep respect for and whose work has such power to move me.

But probably the most unusual and interesting part of this for me is to participate in an art class that is also going to try to talk about the meaning of art.

I have had precious few opportunities so far to discuss with others in the arts such questions as to the value of art within our culture and what do we bring to our communities as artists. These questions seemed of little value during the time I was in grad school in the late 80's-early 90's. Maybe it made some sense during "modernist" times that these types of questions weren't high on the hit parade. It makes less sense now in a post modernist and whatever "post-" we are currently in, to not delve into such things.

I'm not sure though, that academia has really proven to be all that robust in developing a discussion around aesthetics period. Although the dialog that's developed around visual culture is pretty interesting. But those artists who are actually being artists within the community and marketplace aren't really engaged or informed by it. However, that is probably due more to the the general divide between academia and the marketplace...which is a whole conversation in itself.

For those of us who are Christian, there seems to be an even greater silence. The arts and the church have had a relationship of suspicion and mistrust for quite awhile. The church has removed itself so thoroughly from the arts it has become little more than an disengaged critic, periodically hurling judgements over the fence from a distance. In return many artists critique religion and the church, throwing "mud pies" of their own over the fence line. As the church remains confused about the meaning of being "in the world but not of it" and as so many who feel they have been wounded by the church seek to personally work their pain out through the ritual of the art of shock and dismay, there seems little time focused on asking what art generally means and what kind of beings are we who have been made in the image of a creative God to begin with.

So its refreshing to be able to spend some time with a few others asking questions about what art means, and how does it fit within our concept of God and our concept of the world.

Playing For Change

2009-08-20T07:50:00.000-07:00

I love "Playing For Change," both the project and the music. I also get jazzed that the music comes together through the technology. These musicians would never have connected without it.

Playing Together

2009-07-09T08:28:00.000-07:00

Here's a creative and fun music video that plays on how we connect through that little camera on our box.

Art on the Internet

2009-04-19T14:43:00.000-07:00

The Internet provides a creative ground for bringing visual art, words, sound and interactivity together and a variety of artists have been exploring it since the beginning. Being both an artist and a web designer, I continue to be inspired by the variety of examples of such play.

Here are a few links. This is just a small sampling. If you come across other interesting sites...let me know....

Visualizing Poetry and Text

2009-04-11T22:18:00.000-07:00

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Hypertext journal by John Chris Jones http://www.ellipsis.com/index.cgi
Hypertext Poetry or "cyber poetry" has been around for quite awhile on the net. It takes a variety of forms but it all uses the idea of hyper-linking text and images to related text and images offering us a non-linear pathway through the piece. Another example can be seen here: That Night by Steve Ersinghaus

Inflat-o-scape
http://www.inflatoscape.com
I had to spend some time with this piece to really appreciate its nuanced slant on using technology to critique technology. Its another form of hyper-linking with a little more interactivity.

Christina Manning, Sky
http://www.bornmagazine.com/projects/sky/
"Sky" is more of a video than an online interactive piece but its a good example of how the image begins to be part of the words and in effect the poetry. Born Magazine is an online video/animation archive from a variety of artists. Its worth a look http://www.bornmagazine.com/

Judy Malloy, Where Every Luminous Landscape
http://www.well.com/user/jmalloy/
Judy Malloy has been exploring hypertext poetry for a long time and has several interesting projects.

David Knoebel
http://home.ptd.net/~clkpoet/walkdont/
This is a simple exploration of words as images in space.

Dreaming in Hypertext
http://cymem.wordpress.com/2008/

Jenny Holzer on Twitter
http://twitter.com/jennyholzer

Origami
http://www.bornmagazine.org/projects/

How They Sleep
http://www.bornmagazine.org/

Another Evening Reminiscing
http://www.bornmagazine.org/

Fallow
http://www.bornmagazine.org/

Telling Stories

2009-04-10T13:38:00.000-07:00

Telling Stories
Tomas Nilsson, Slagsmålsklubben (Little Red Ridinghood)
http://vimeo.com/3514904
I admit, I have watched this over and over as I love how Nilsson shows how an old story can be told "fresh." Some of what we are about as artists is making the "old" new again and being reminded why we tell ourselves stories to begin with.

Jason Nelson, Panhandle
http://www.heliozoa.com/panhandle.html
This story about a storm on the Panhandle is taken from a random letter found in a used book. Nelson uses a variety of methods to not just tell the event but to give sense of it. With it comes the memory, confusion and connected-ness that comes when profound moments are told over time.

Taking Journeys

2009-04-09T14:20:00.000-07:00

Taking Journeys
Embody, Labyrinth (2001)
http://www.rejesus.co.uk/site/

Four Rooms
http://www.rejesus.co.uk/images/swf/

Lighting Candles, Saying Prayers
http://www.rejesus.co.uk/site/

Collaborating Together

2009-04-08T15:29:00.000-07:00

Creating Together
An Exquisite Corpse
http://anexquisitecorpse.net/crypt/

Gridcosm
from 2009 going back
http://www.sito.org/synergy/gridcosm/

from 1997 coming forward
http://www.sito.org/synergy/gridcosm/

Communimage
http://www.communimage.ch/

You and We (a text/image collaboration)
http://www.bornmagazine.org/youandwe/

Inside and Out

2009-04-07T16:28:00.000-07:00

Inside and Out
Dublin light show site visitors manipulate controls online to create a light show for people on the street in Dublin
Full site
http://www4.alzado.net/edintro.html
Video only
http://www4.alzado.net/dublinvid.html

Exploding Dog, artist makes images based on titles submitted by site visitors
http://www.explodingdog.com/

World of Warcraft

2009-04-06T23:00:00.000-07:00

Click on image to see larger view

World of Warcraft is one of the most developed in the 3-d gaming genre. It is primarily a game where two sides (the Alliance and the Hordes) fight each other and various game monsters to gain skill levels. It is based on a highly developed set of 4 groups of avatars for each side which a player can choose from and alter (to some degree).

The world is highly illustrated...each avatar is part of its own specific setting,

Each avatar has unique weapons and there is a rich narrative that runs through the game which players learn the deeper they play. I tried out all the avatars, wanting to see each world...

...who knew that the mightiest warrior for me would be the little dwarf girl...who actually was able to defeat something and make it to level two....although she is currently dead as well...roaming the earth.

For all its interesting illustrations, the game is too much about fighting to keep me intriqued for long but it definitely shows how the illustrator and the art are critical to the gaming world allure.

Second Life

2009-04-05T21:27:00.000-07:00

These screens give a brief look into Second Life (SL). You can take a look yourself here. Generally things are still in the state of being built and it doesn't feel like alot of action. Some are predicting though, that this is the direction social networking is going, especially within the corporate and educational worlds.

Involvement in SL is based on avatars which you build and clothe through a variety of controls. There are a certain set of choices for the free version and then you can buy additional more finely defined features and clothing if you want.

Environments are member owned and developed. Many are open to the public while others are private by invitation only. To build you must buy/rent "land" and then it is up to you to develop the land into an actual environment. This fantasy woodland (Chakryn) is one of the more developed sections.

This is another shot of Chakryn, the lights are animated moving light patterns and one of many effects sprinkled throughout the woods for visitors to discover.

Many organizations are exploring SL for educational purposes. This space is developed by Edu-Nation and this particular display is on Edgar Allen Poe. There are many things to touch which will call up text or audio giving information.

The Dresden Gallery in Germany has developed a space that allows us to get a virtual taste of the artwork.

You can walk through the galleries, getting a sense of the layout and feel of the work.

Here you are encouraged to touch the art. Clicking on the work will bring up a notecard giving details of the piece.

The United States Holocaust Memorial Museum is another place that has developed a virtual tour to go along with their real world space.

There is a documents room that allows you to learn more about the history of the Kristallnacht Pogrom.

At one point one of the walls of the room turns into a street you can walk onto which is suppose to give you a sense of being there....here I think they probably need to continue to work on the illustration because the experience is still fairly flat...but the concept of being able to walk through an actual scene in history to better learn about it is intriguing.

In another part of the Museum you can listen to video stories and testimonies of people who lived through the Holocaust.