Tightrope

When I begin working in the visual space of abstraction where imaginaries and concepts are floating around, I attempt to create a visual space where my free will makes choices as to what I want to see and what I want others to see.  That is where my training comes in, I have learned how to help others visually read the imaginaries, the concepts that float around in that abstract visual space. These concepts are real – a beautiful reality, they are objective, so others can see them also. They are not nonobjective. This for me is the struggle when I come to a blank white sheet of paper, to look for and emphasize in my work those concepts for which I believe in – independence, individuality and freedom and hope that others can see them also.  This is the challenge of my work.  These are the subjects in my work.

The piece I recently finished.  “Tightrope” Which is part of my Precious Jewels series.  Let me know if you can visualize, independence, individuality and freedom here.  Would love your feedback.

What is Art

My current thinking seems to be asking the age old question,  "What is art?" 

I don't know why I say my current thinking. I have been asking that question ever since post modernism with all of its relativity. Not only has art become part of the postmodern movement, it has also become less precious. It seems that everyone accepts comments such as "anyone can make art" and "it's all about your own personal interpretation or how one sees things." 

I believe art, aesthetics, are all about personal interpretation. That does not make art relative and subjective. How can I say that?

Everyone is unique and all “art” is unique.  If an object is not unique, original, and one-of-a-kind, then it isn’t art.  The idea, the concept and their uniqueness is art.  

Just like one person is unique to themselves and to their own individuality, “art” is unique to itself and its own individuality.  It does not depend on collective thinking.   NOT everyone’s ideas and concepts are art.  Not every individual is an artist. They may create something that looks like art. It may have a frame, and be in a gallery and the person who made it calls themselves an artist and their work art.  But it isn’t – if it is not unique. 

What makes art, art? Value. We should value it as art.  If everything is called art, there is no value in art. As a lifetime romantic, I believe art must have the ability to stress goodness, imagination, creativity, discovery, ability and virtue. These notions are all subjective. Subjectivity is unique, individual and not based on collective thinking. Modern art stops right here.  Modern art is nonobjective art. It works toward an unattainable utopia, white bless. It is based on a blissful romantic anticipation of something, a notion, a concept that never becomes real. 

What gives art reality?   I believe it is based on an objective reality, perhaps a romantic objective reality but still an objective reality.  The origin of the concept, the idea begins with the maker and their subjective individual uniqueness.   Art gains value through the maker's subjectivity. The objective reality is that others can relate to as they search for their own pursuit of happiness and their own liberty as they live their own lives. Life has struggle and creating value comes with a struggle. Without the struggle art, is nonobjective and mindless.

My current works speak to the subjective fluidity in concept and idea forming.  From this fluidity, a concept or idea is not yet objective.  I search for this objectivity, I struggle to find this objectivity as I create.  Why? Because I believe that the combination of fluid subjectivity and real objectivity give meaning and value to art.  I struggle to make this fluidity become real and relate to reality, to life, to my struggles and to my happiness and the happiness of others.  I believe that by making the work objective I make that reality work for me and what I believe in and hope that I inspire others at the same time to do likewise, as they too struggle to give meaning to their lives and have the meaning that they have created work for them.  Objective reality can be, personal, individual, and have unique meaning, not the collective meaning, of one size fits all.  If everyone worked towards their own happiness, their own reality and allowed others to do the same, I believe we would live in a very rich time indeed.  Instead, we seem to be sucking the creativity out of one to give it to another. Doing this, there will be no creativity, no art and no imagination. They will have no value and no meaning.  It is up an individual to create things for themselves, things that will make them uniquely happy.

Does Art Matter Any More?

New Work.  "Trip To The Beach"  20x60 Mixed Water Media  A Unique Original.

Does Art Matter Any More?

The foundations that I have and that I work with when I create a work of art are always challenging me.  For example, the notion of all art being subjective - as an expressionist I used to live and die by that notion. But, lately I have noticed that the foundations that I was taught many years ago don't work for me anymore.  I ask myself why,  I build from my history and values to try and figure out if art matters any more or not.

The notion of expressionism has changed for me. The word was once linked to independence and individualism.  But individualism and the struggle by others to capture my soul and my uniqueness and formulate it into their notion of selfness and subjectively have altered the notion of individualism as unique to individualism as anything goes - in particular the arts.

So, I ask, "Does art matter any more?  Is art a relationship of power with others or is it something that transcends these relationships, is universal (color blind so to speak) and natural?"

For me, expressionism has become my uniqueness and my ability to do what comes naturally. I have my eternal hope and I search for transcendence beyond the powers that try and subjugate my uniqueness.

The grids that are appearing in my work represent this search and represent subjectivity.

I saw the rainbows and I danced with them

“I saw the rainbows in my studio and I danced with them.”

When I paint, my aim is not to try reconcile the conflict between chaos and order – to soften the hard edges of disorder and find a harmonious center or whole and then to soften the hard edges of disorder or make everything monochromatic. I believe that life is not that way. We become disillusioned when we try to make it something other than what it really is.  Life is bumpy and playful. It can be a marvelous ride if we don’t try and make it something that it is not.  When I look outside and watch the wind blow the tops of the trees, I ask myself,  "How in the world could I capture that movement, that dance without destroying its beauty?" 

My aim when I create is to honor the movement, the wind and the differences in it.  These differences, this otherness like the wind is unique, individual and independent. Yet, at the same time, it is part of a whole - a whole where not all things fit together like a jig saw puzzle, But, it is where everything fits because uniqueness and individuality are respected and honored. They are an "otherness," a difference that exists in chaos.

I deeply respect and see this uniqueness and individuality.  I respect and look for the independence that it can create for it is where I believe a freedom exists. Freedom should båe unfamiliar and abstracted like the wind.  This abstraction, this unfamiliarity connects and expands for me. As I begin a painting, I am extremely comfortable with it and how it moves and struggles and plays during the whole process of creating. I don’t try and catch it. Just like the trees, I try to dance with it and move with it. This unfamiliarity allows me to explore. It allows for me to have my own struggle. For me, I find the struggle extremely genuine and very authentic. I find sheer pleasure and erotic ecstasy in creating when I dance with the wind. I see the cards that I have been dealt and I play them when I can, and try to fold them when I can’t dance with the wind.

“I saw the rainbows in my studio and I danced with them.”

"Three Pears"

My new work, "Three Pears,"   30x40 watercolor on 300# arches

"Fish In The Reef"

"Fish In The Reef" was juried into the "Rockies National Watercolor Exhibition that is being held March 1-April 2, 2016 at the Western Colorado Center for the Arts.  What a wonderful time to be in the Rockies.  But, then being in the Rockies is always a wonderful, anytime.

Park Bench

"Park Bench"

She came everyday

listening

to the sweet song

the blue birds

sang.

She came everyday

watched

blue birds dance.

Tiny sky blue wings

waltzing with the

wind.

The park bench is

empty these days.

The blue birds

still

serenade and

dance

with the wind.

She knows it is

time to return.

To dance

with the

wind.

- Christine Alfery