The Profundity of Change

the profundity of change

“Breaking through the solid grid of references”

Thank you Jana for this perfect line. @jana_h_white / http://www.poetryoflight.org

The Profundity of Change. 20×16 in. 50×41 cm. Acrylic and mixed media on panel.

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“Therefore, love your solitude and try to sing out with the pain it causes you. For those who are near you are far away… and this shows that the space around you is beginning to grow vast…. be happy about your growth, in which of course you can’t take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don’t torment them with your doubts and don’t frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn’t be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what you have in common with them, which doesn’t necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust…. and don’t expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without having to step outside it.”
Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

“When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

“We are no longer the knights who say Ni! We are now the knights who say ekki-ekki-ekki-ptang-zoom-boing!”  – Monty Python

 

 

Danse Macabre

Danse Macabre

cherry blossoms bloom

robins sing and ferns unfurl

the old moon returns

but who is this dark stranger casting shadows over the daffodils, lurking unseen in the April air, stalking us as we move uncertain through an astonished world?

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Poem and art by clinock.

Danse Macabre, 14×17 in. 36×43 cm. Acrylic and mixed media on paper

Instagram: @johnclinock

Portfolio: johnclinockart.com

 

fāz/ Ada and Anna.

Ada and Anna

Ada is a very sweet older lady who takes her very sweet older dog for a stroll and a poop every day in my hood.

Ada and I talk whenever we chance to meet by the gate.

Ada told me she named her dog Anna after her only daughter because her dog, Anna, is more respectful and more caring than Anna her daughter who is always “just too stressed” from selling real estate in Toronto to visit her mother in Vancouver.

Ada smells of Lily of the Valley Eau De Cologne and mothballs and Anna of fading lavender doggy wash and fresh poop.

Neither bite. Neither still possess reliable teeth.

Ada told me that she was a secretary for 30 years to a sporting goods tycoon named Albert Snow! She never married because she was in love with Albert Snow who was married.

Albert Snow’s wife, Abigail, was an Alcoholic.

Ada sent Abigail Snow a case of the very best and strongest moonshine on every possible occasion…

Ada always says, “Generosity killed the cat”…she also always tells me to never settle for second best.

 

(The mostly unreadable collaged text is taken from a typing instruction manual from the 1950s.)

 

Throughout the winter I will be sharing my work from my year away.

Most of the fāz/ series was painted in Mexico. They are faces looking out from that burning line of incomprehensible magic where outside becomes inside and inside becomes outside. They emerged, fast and furious dragons, their birth carrying image and spirit fire of others and myself, mostly myself.

I like to hang out with this new family, many of them make me laugh, some are welcome spirit guides, some are too tragic for words, all are teachers.

fāz/, pun very much intended, also a confluence of other meanings on many levels:

*a distinct period or stage in a process of change or forming part of something’s development.

* a stage in a person’s psychological development.

*a genetic or seasonal variety of an animal’s coloration.

* carry out (something) in gradual stages.

origin: early 19th century (denoting each aspect of the moon): from French phase, based on Greek phasis ‘appearance,’ from the base of phainein ‘to show.’

all spiraling into the guts of each painting and back into my heart.

Ada and Anna. 18”x14”. Acrylic and mixed media on paper and panel. By clinock.

‘The 100’ #90 – Clinock’s Big Adventure

Clinock's Big Adventure

Clinock’s Big Adventure, (self portrait) by clinock.

Acrylic and Mixed media painting on cradled panel. 18″ x 14″ (45.72 x 35.56 cm).

‘The 100′ series was initiated by my 100th Post in April 2012. As text and images are the essence of my blog my intention is to present 100 pieces of text based art from historical and contemporary artists and from my own hand. To view the series to date click on ‘The 100’ in my Category Menu.

Another Day…

Another Day by clinock. 18 x 24”. Acrylic and mixed media on cradled panel. 2012.

Process – Colour field laid down then added (pasted) edited and treated magazine pictures. Magazine pictures treated with solvent, altering their content and further altering with acrylic. The whole was then painted with acrylic layering.

Not sure if this is finished – may apply a blue wash to knock back some of the more distracting colours – would appreciate feedback from you on this…

The play of solvent on magazine images is a new technique for me. I use Stevenson Odorless Mineral Spirits for my solvent. If the magazine is new (old ink doesn’t work) one can scrub into the image creating brush-like marks and allowing the images on the reverse of the page to show through. One can also apply solvent to the image, place it solvent side down onto the surface and then apply linear pressure with a 2B pencil to the dampened area which transfers the image onto the surface – al la Robert Rauschenberg.

One can create a collage and leave it as such or one can incorporate collage elements into a painting so that they ‘disappear’ into the painting. In this work I have attempted the latter.

Although my break was wonderful I am left with so many posts from you all to catch-up on that it seems impossible to get up-to-date. I may need to jump over the missed posts and begin again as if this never happened. If I do this please understand that my lack of comments and ‘likes’ comes from necessity not from disinterest.

“If you don’t have trouble paying the rent, you have trouble doing something else; one needs just a certain amount of trouble”. Robert Rauschenberg

Birthday…

Birthday_2

Birthday by clinock. 16 x 20”. Acrylic and modelling paste on Masonite. 2012.

Process – As for “In the Face of Dreams”, two posts ago.

Painted around the time of my birthday in July – a celebration that I am still here and able to look myself, eye to eye, in the mirror each new day – some angst at the rapid river of time, the ebb and flow of life’s ocean  – keeping my head above the dark waters – swimming, emerging, baptized anew and amazed at the wonders of friends and beauty and daily magic in unexpected places.

My retreat to the Gulf Islands was short but invigorating – the city soon falls away when the senses are awakened by the smells of beaches, ocean, tree sap and grasses – when the night, unimpeded by city lights, reveals stars like jewels, meteors falling like angels and the dance of moonlight on the sea – when walking is a meditation, each step bringing more wonders into sight and sound – when sleep is deep, unimpeded by sirens. And the glorious coastal light filling me with hope and inspiration…

And light has no weight, / Yet one is lifted on its flood, /Swept high, /Running up white-golden light-shafts, /As if one were as weightless as light itself – /All gold and white and light.” (Lawren Harris)

In the Face of Dreams…

In the Face of Dreams by clinock. 20 x 24”. Acrylic and modelling paste on Masonite. 2012.

“Art’s value is in its unique ability to give focus and substance to dreams, to guide our awareness of our individuality, our awareness of ourselves. It allows, if not demands us, to project ideas and feelings, to dream, to ask questions, to contemplate and imagine. In doing and responding to art we are enacting our civilization. We are asserting and proclaiming our existence.”  Author unknown.

Process – On Masonite, a highly textured surface was created with modeling paste and a variety of tools. From this surface, when dry, frottage rubbings were taken using charcoal, graphite and conte, to be used in related projects. Applications of thinned acrylic paint were then applied to the textured surface and mono prints taken, also to be used later. When all possibilities of use were exhausted the modeling paste surface was painted with acrylic, with attention paid to emphasizing the texture.

The mixed media workshop was amazing, so different to taking 3-hour classes once a week. There was time to interact with the other artists there and time to work intensely on the piece of the day. We made one work a day and this meant concentrated focus and then working further on the piece at home.  This workshop was also integrated with a once a week class in mixed media so I have experienced a large variety of techniques in these last few weeks that I will share with you eventually. The whole experience is over now but this doesn’t mean I am finished with the work. Many of my pieces are still incomplete but I am exhausted and need a break from my art. I am taking a few days off to visit the beautiful Gulf Islands off of Vancouver to visit friends and breathe in the peaceful scent of pines and ocean air, listen to the gulls and generally refresh my senses. Other than the work posted today I have a number of paintings to share, but all in good time.

I have managed to keep in touch with many of you but am still way behind in my cyber-communications – I will catch-up as much as possible when I return.

 “Why should we all use our creative power? Because there is nothing that makes people so generous, joyful, lively, bold and compassionate; so indifferent to fighting and accumulation of objects and money.”  Author unknown.