Dreaming of the Sun
In the chilly grey winter days of February, how nice to dream a while of the sun and sea of the south Italy coast.
On a recent visit to LA I visited some old sculptures which have traveled very far. This started me thinking about sculptures on the road…
Art must open out and fill our hearts, whether with emotions, thought or spirit.
Rarely rarely comest thou, O Spirit of Delight – and believes in livening us up rather than dragging us down. Philosophy of letter forms or not, it matters little.
I felt that massive great sculptures had much less sense of space than the illusion of space in a painting. And they even change very little as you walk around them.
There are many stories of artist friends throughout history. Most of them were pretty edgy by all accounts – maybe even more like rivalry than friendship. Gauguin and van Gogh argued fiercely in the famous ‘yellow house’.
If the purpose of a sculpture is a celebration of art, then why not a celebration of all creativity?
If it is the creative artist who is to be the named author and the hero of his own public art, then maybe the real hero of these works is creativity itself.
I grew up on animated cartoons – my favourite was Crusader Rabbit and Rags the Tiger. I thought I wanted to be an animator, working for an animation company making cartoons. But then I went to art school and discovered painting and sculpture. No comparison. Instead of being a cog in a factory it was…
Artists are doing it for themselves There is this idea that art is a market, and that artists are in competition with each other, just like in any other market. But we artists are so unique, and have such diverse approaches to their work/career, that maybe it is foolish to think of us as being…