• Maker’s Mark

    Maker’s Mark. Chalk pastel on paper. April 2024

    MAKER’S MARK

    The fingerprint of God

    was on the tablets of stone

    There in the law

    The Maker’s Glory shown

    But sin waged its war

    And deceived me into death

    Fingers clasping on the

    edge of a cliff

    uncovered,

    close to my final breath

    The Hand of the Lord broke through

    The Maker of my soul flew in

    He rescued me from darkness without

    And all darkness within

    Finally alive!

    My soul in glee

    And finally at its

    Rest

    Nestled in the arms of God

    Snuggled to His breast

    The Maker left His Mark on me

    In Him I do abide

    He keeps painting, perfecting His creation

    At the trump sound

    I’ll be a perfect Bride

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  • Look Closer and Look Again: The Art of Observing Emptiness

    It had been a long day of drawing at the National Gallery. Weak-handed and bleary-eyed, we congregated in the room we started the day in to review our work. We were scolded and praised, as we had been the entire week as students of the Drawing Marathon at the Royal Drawing School in London. Painfully aware of our waning attention, our teacher left us with parting words that cut with the sharpness of a suddenly drawn sword: Anyone who talks about negative space in art doesn’t know what they are talking about. 

    Not one of us said a thing. We looked at each other and snickered. Her proclamation, though, has haunted the halls of my mind, the entangled corridors and twisting staircases which have been constructed of supposed knowledge about art. Since a house is only as strong as the foundation upon which it is built, it stands to reason that to occasionally check that the foundation is in good order, and no cracks have begun to show, is a sound principle to abide by. Therefore, however absurd her proclamation may sound upon first hearing, it is worth considering; if only to strengthen the position of negative space as a principle in art, or to allow its weakening, so a higher truth about the nature and effects of space in art can be revealed. 

    First, in order to understand space in the pictorial sense, it is necessary to pare away all that is inessential in its study, and that which would obscure it. While Western art has its masterpieces and sense of space, to be sure, its most common disposition is to fill up the entire pictorial plane so that not one area of it is left untouched. We would be better to examine the equally masterful art of the Eastern tradition, that, within the bounds of the ground it is placed on, has visible and discernable areas of absences of medium within it. This approach is akin to a beginning learner of chess starting their study with the endgame-with the least amount of pieces on the board-in order to more clearly see the first principles of the game upon which all else is built. To start with a full board would distract and confuse; putting the learner in danger of improperly placing reverence and priority on ephemeral technique. And in our case, mistaking a fully covered pictorial plane as the prerequisite for the highest quality of art. 

    As we set our eyes on the East, let us consider Hasegawa Tohaku’s Pine Trees (c.1595). A registered National Treasure of Japan painted on a pair of two six-fold screens, it was declared to be the first of its kind in scale depicting pine trees as its subject matter. It is a suibokuga painting–literally translated as ink water [sui] drawing [boku] art [ga]–which is a Japanese art form also commonly referred to as sumi-e or ink wash painting. It was a Chinese immigrant, Josetsu, who is considered to be the father of the art, presumably being first influenced by Chinese ink painting masters of the Tang and Song Dynasties. In relation to Tohaku, Josetsu could be considered his–artistically speaking–great-great grandfather, as Josetsu taught the Zen Buddhist monk Tensho Shobun, who taught the famed Sesshu of the painting, Broken Ink, who taught Tohaku. Upon close examination of the paintings of this genealogy, a technique stands out as being one of their hereditary traits. The technique is haboku–broken ink–and its implications on our focal point of study are significant. 

    Fig. 1

    Fig. 2

    Hasegawa Tohaku, Pair of six-fold screens, “Pine Trees”

    National Treasure, Tokyo National Museum

    Image: TNM Image Archives

    Zooming into Pine Trees, on the first pair of the six-fold screens (Fig. 1), haboku is most prominent from the fourth to sixth panels. On the fourth panel, starting from the ground, there are the lower halves of two tree trunks; and suddenly, a break–before the top halves of the trunks reemerge in their splendor of monochromatic pine needles. We must remember that only the mediums of ink and water are used in this painting, and thus, any shift in perception of color is due to the nature of the ground and the degree of ink and water used or the complete absence of it in certain areas of the composition. In this case, it is safe to assume that the “space” between the lower tree trunks and the top trunks is, more accurately, an absence of medium

    What is implied in the term absence of medium? Most literally, in regards to the painting of our analysis, it is the absence of ink and water. Most importantly, it is not negative space, or space at all, for several reasons. 

    The first problem is the inadequacy of the word space itself. Whatever may be deliberately left untouched on an artwork, in the sense that the medium used does not touch the ground used, is matter itself, which occupies space. How do we know an untouched part of a work is matter and not space? Because it, quite literally, is a substance-whether canvas, paper, silk, or any other material-and that material has within it vibrating particles, full of kinetic energy, even if the object itself is not moving (Britannica 2019). This distinction is vital, because it more accurately characterizes what we’re looking at, and thus, our way of looking will thereby be further refined and what we see can now reveal a world of myriad meanings and implications that were not available to our perception before. This also makes void the term “negative space”; as it is not space that is around forms in a composition, but matter, and it is impossible to characterize matter as negative or “empty” in any way-at least, if precision and rigor of definition are what we are after-as it, proven by science, is full. Now I imagine our teacher that day in the National Gallery the one to be snickering, and I beginning to see the subtle cracks in my foundation of artistic knowledge. 

    What an absence of medium communicates in a work of art-and perhaps this is where so much of the confusion lies-is a feeling of space. It is why we feel a sense of balance and relief in contrast to what else is shown, but it is not those things in and of itself. Returning to Pine Trees now, the moment of haboku between the lower and top halves of the tree trunks can be looked at with proper clarity and a higher degree of sensitivity and perception. 

    What we first see in this area of an absence of medium is the ground which the art is painted on, which is paper (Tokyo National Museum 2016). Considering this paper in relation to the entire composition we can ask a series of questions that reveal deeper levels of meaning. What does the material of paper communicate in itself? How do its qualities contribute to the overall effect of the painting? What are its historical and cultural symbolisms and implications? Why is paper the most fitting ground for this painting, and not another material? How does the shade of the color of paper integrate into the whole? Why at this particular area in the composition is medium absent, and not another? These are rich, important questions to ask upon analyzing an artwork in service to evaluating its quality that are obscured by a canvas that is filled to the brim with paint. 

    Staying within this haboku moment in Pine Trees, let us now zoom out. Ground aside, what is this absence of medium revealing about the painting? What is it inspiring in the viewer? If our senses are correctly tuned, we would feel a beautiful tension. The elements of this are that more obviously, our mind wants to fill the gap between the lower and top tree trunks, as we yearn for a full display of what we’re beholding. Withdrawing this retinal pleasure puts us in a position of want, which builds the tension in us and also the tension in the painting the longer we look at it. It is even heightened by, more subtly, the position at which the lower trunks are cut off and the position at which the top trunks emerge. For it is the degree of separation that either adds to or subtracts from the degree of tension that is felt, and here it is done masterfully with regards to the whole, as not being so intense it distracts us from other parts of the painting, but it is just the right amount at the right time as the eye moves across, as though reading a piece of music, excellently composed.

    But why should we be predisposed toward noticing and valuing degrees of tension? For with tension, there is a sense of uncertainty, something being there that we do not yet understand. It could be said, then, that tension, in its effect, is mystery; the predecessor of all understanding, as we feel more compelled to come closer and actually look, than if we were presented with the clear certainty of the tree trunks in their full form. Being made aware that we don’t know something, we are moved to find out what we now know we do not know, because otherwise, without this precious knowledge of unknown knowledge, we become too sure of ourselves. This is usually accompanied by a malicious stagnancy and visual stupor that degrades our ability to look at, understand, or make art, with any degree of excellence.

    What is then layered onto this tension is mitate, the Japanese concept of many layers of meaning compounded onto one another, specifically in regards to painting (Walker 2017). The sudden break between the tree trunks has our mind fill it with puffs of light mist, hints of other tree trunks deeper back into the grove, a pathway leading up to the blanket of snow resting on the mountaintop. Japanese aesthetic concepts such as yugen: subtly profound grace, not obvious, miyabi: highest grace, and shibui: simple, subtle, unobtrusive beauty linger in this in-between, and evoke the words of 14th century Japanese playwright and aesthetician, Zeami Motokiyo:

    “To watch the sun sink behind a flower clad hill

    To wander on in a huge forest without thought of return

    To stand upon a shore and gaze after a boat that disappears behind distant islands

    To contemplate the flight of wild geese seen and lost among the clouds

    And, subtle shadows of bamboo on bamboo.” (Waley 1921)

    In like manner, haboku is deployed across the entire composition of Pine Trees, in varying degrees, and it is the ground from which arises an acute and profound realization in the viewer: I am not really looking at pine trees at all. For the act of looking is more than being able to discern the object. The viewer begins to penetrate the invisible reality, the Spirit of God, that underpins the pine trees and understand what the pine trees are representative of. An indescribable beauty, a soft, subtle quietness, a certain austerity that strikes us in how the pine tree on the twelfth panel seems to swing violently left into the composition (Fig. 2), moved by a whip of the wind whose sound we are just now starting to hear. Then, more sounds join in to create a chorus of drops of rain, the bending of bark and the crackling of leaves, the damp ground beneath our feet. But this is all dwarfed by the omnipresent sound of silence that seems to subject the entire painting to itself; this is the space we cannot see or touch, but is felt mightily.

    The implications this effect has on the making of art is equivalent to a Copernican revolution. The last end of art, whether it was conscious or not, shifts from fullness of the plane, dramatic uses of color, and majesty of depiction to how we can most potently communicate a depth and richness of feelings and ideas by means of not forced economy for its own sake, but an economy that accords more rightly with the true nature of things. For if an area of haboku, inconspicuously profound yet plain in sight, as it is on the fourth panel of Pine Trees, can contain within it, it seems, an entirety–considerations of ground and material, ways of thinking and ways of living, lives of those who have come before and who have come after–then the natural conclusion we must infer is not that our habitual methods of artistic communication should be done away with, but are wanting. It was not that humanity had got it wrong about the existence of the earth and the sun, but we didn’t understand their proper relationship to each other, and the resulting and far reaching implications of seeing their proper relationship accurately. As it concerns the arts, if much more can be communicated with a significant degree less, a heavy onus now weighs on all of our faculties to ask why?

    Why is it that less communicates more? It is not that “less” is equal in any sense to “more”, or that in and of itself “less” correlates to “more”. Or that “less” correlates to “depth” or “richness” or “feeling”. Or even that “less” is a precursor to “more”, or that “less” alone somehow contains within it the ability to express “more”. It is the degree of concentration and quality of that concentration of the nature of the “less” that is the “more” and that is what is brought forth in such high potency. Not only that, but what the “less” does is immediately confronts, culls, and refines our awareness as it is drawn to both what is visible and invisible on the pictorial plane, to a greater degree than when it is obscured, and thus we gain far more from the work as a whole. For what does not enter our awareness cannot be analyzed or made use of, and this is precisely the value of economy, in that it is a subordinate end; meaning it is not the ultimate end, but is valuable in and of itself for its singularity of focus–for it is never deemed desirable to be haphazard–and also a subordinate means to an even higher last end, which is greater understanding. 

    Look closer and look again is what these untouched areas in the pictorial plane call us to do, urging us to treasure both their subtlety and clarity which rest and interact in perfect harmony. It is in this ‘emptiness’ in art that timeless art is created; as the zooming in of our lens paradoxically allows us to see far more than when we are merely standing and scrutinizing with a false sense of certainty. Pine Trees echoes from centuries past just as the poetic embrace of the words of Zeami Motokiyo, filling us with a sense that perhaps we get it now; and yet there’s a vague, nagging sense that it’s only just begun.

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    Note:  It should be noted that the painting Pine Trees and Zeami Motokiyo’s words describing the concept of yugen did not influence each other (to my knowledge) and are not connected in any way in terms of one trying to reference the other. They should be viewed as distinct and separate entities.

    References:

    Britannica (2019). Kinetic Energy [Online]. Available from: https://www.britannica.com/science/kinetic-energy

    Hara, K (2009). White. Zurich, Switzerland: Lars Muller Publishers, pp: 36-39 

    Lexico (2020). Negative Space [Online]. Available from: https://www.lexico.com/definition/negative_space

    Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy (2018). Japanese Aesthetics [Online]. Available from: https://plato.stanford.edu/entries/japanese-aesthetics/#YuugMystGrac

    Tokyo National Museum (2016). National Treasure Gallery: Pine Trees [Online]. Available from: https://www.tnm.jp/modules/r_exhibition/index.php?controller=item&id=4272&lang=en

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    Walker, Sophie (2017). The Japanese Garden. London: Phaidon Press; 01 Edition, pp: 117-120

  • Painting As Music, Music As Painting

    I have a deep desire for the artwork I make to have a quality of lending itself to being listened to. It isn’t surprising, as I’ve been playing the violin since the age of four. Twenty-five plus years of classical music training, geared toward playing at the highest level possible for a violinist, are now tacitly embodied within my artistic perception and sensitivity, and play a critical role in the quality of my expression and the way I approach making artwork.  

    There are plenty of painters, particularly in the early twentieth century, who saw a relationship between painting and music, such as Paul Klee and John Cage. They sought to extrapolate from that relationship new ways of creating, particularly in the sensibility of abstraction. But I want to make an important distinction. It’s one thing for a painter to appreciate music from a certain kind of distance – theoretical and experiential (in the sense of only reading about or listening to music) – but not understanding the nature of music from a practitioner’s perspective. There are also degrees of practitioning, so when I illustrate the relationship between painting and music within the context of my own art practice, I am speaking of being able to play music on a high level (as opposed to a ‘hobbyist’ level) (Ref: Chambliss 1989). Because the ways of playing music at a high level are qualitatively different from the ways of playing music at a hobbyist level, the kind of pictorial implications this has on work I make is different than say, Paul Cezanne’s painting, Girl at The Piano (Overture to Tannhauser) (1869-70), as an attempt to showcase what is only his appreciation for a Wagner opera, without a deeper understanding of music itself (Vergo 2010, pg. 21).  Here is where it’s suitable to mention Paul Klee, who was an accomplished violinist, and sought both in his paintings and his teachings to bring forth his musical sense and underpin an understanding of painting with musical theory to the extent that they did indeed overlap:

    …Klee turned to the field of music and explained the different structures of musical bars. Music notation can be frequently found in the margins of his lectures…this shows how natural it was for Klee to transfer comparisons from the world of music into that of the visual arts.

    Duchting 2004, pg.34

    His work, Pastorale (Rhythms) 1927 (see fig.1), is a clear example of how he exercises his musical sensibility in painting (as Pastorale is itself a musical term (Collins) ). Klee uses an array of repeated forms in a rich variety of patterns, akin to the composing of music with notes. He also stays within a similar shape structure to that of music itself when it is arranged on paper; its rhythm seems to flow from left to right and calls forth the grid-like patterns that are foundational to his compositions. It is also interesting to note how Klee has arranged the composition itself outside of the consideration of its overall shape: each line and form drawn is clearly articulated, with a degree of space between each one. None of them are layered on top of the other. And then there is the rectangular area the arrangement of forms occupies which in turn creates a frame of the painted brownish crimson ground underneath. While Klee’s intentions, as far as I’ve read, don’t map back to the East Asian use of pictorial space (e.g. yohaku), the feeling of ‘active rests’ between the drawn lines and forms seems to manifest from his understanding of musical notation and expression. But the areas of the brownish crimson frame without marks don’t seem to be active in the way the areas are between the lines and the forms. It’s an interesting compositional consideration that I’m not sure how to resolve, as there is no mention of those areas in the visual analyses I’ve read on this work. 

    Fig. 1: Paul Klee. Pastorale (Rhythms). 69.3 cm x 52.4 cm. Oil on canvas on cardboard on wooden panel. 1927

    What I want to draw closer attention to in Pastorale is how Klee uses a cohesive visual vocabulary of forms to arrange and riff on, akin to how a composer like John Cage uses line and form in his series of 170 pencil drawings entitled “Where R = Ryoanji” (Thierolf 2013, see fig. 2). Cage limited his visual expression to a line drawn around rocks whose variations were unending, as evidenced by the amount of drawings he was able to produce. I focus attention on this because this concept of building up a visual vocabulary from a singular line or musical note is exactly how I approach building up a visual language that consists of abstract forms. In a sense, these forms I use, like the line and variations on it, are the musical notes I am arranging in a particular order to achieve a certain harmonic resonance. I first came across this concept when I was learning about how Chinese paintings were constructed, in particular landscape paintings, which are not painted from life. Instead of painting from life, the Chinese developed a visual vocabulary called ‘type-forms’ (Lai 1992; Sze 1956; Bowie 1911) which allowed them to spontaneously paint compositions from their imaginations while retaining the truth of how the forms appeared in nature (see fig. 3 and fig. 4).


    Fig. 2: John Cage. 13 R/11 (where R=Ryoanji). 25.5 cm x 48.8 cm. Pencil on paper. 1987


                     Fig. 3: “Theory of Tree Growth and Fig. 4: “Lines for Rocks”  

                                        From On the Laws of Japanese Painting, pg. 109.

    This understanding of how to systematically build a visual vocabulary in concert with a convergence of my musical background within my artistic practice is what gave rise to a series of performative chalk pastel works (see figs. 5-8). After my series of one gesture paintings (not pictured here), I began to ask a new question: Is it possible to act with other mediums in a similar way to how I act with ink? What I began to see was the process of shifting physical action to mental action viz. “condensing” layers of painting into a process of mentally layering the painting with meaning, which was exactly what it was like to train on an instrument and then perform a piece of music, or how a Japanese artist might be mentally working through his repertoire of type-forms in order to find which ones are best fit for what he will eventually compose. 

    Fig. 5: In The Garden. 30 cm x 22 cm. Chalk pastel on pastel paper. 2020

    Fig. 6: Swimming. 22 cm x 30 cm. Chalk pastel on pastel paper. 2020

    Fig. 7: Truth Storm. 30 cm x 22 cm. Chalk pastel on 

    pastel paper. 2020

                           Fig. 8: I Was Just Thinking That. 22 cm x 30 cm. Chalk pastel on pastel paper. 2020

    (Some of these original works will be available in the shop soon)

    These chalk pastel works were not done by trying to imitate a particular image, but rather are pointers to non-objective poetic instances I had observed and perceived. Then, these poetic instances – having been given time to gestate and evolve from being a mere fleeting impression – were manifested into form in “one go”, without hesitation or correction; a key practice of classical Japanese painters (Bowie 1911, pg. 72). It is also not unlike what curator David Abadie wrote of Fabienne Verdier in her solo exhibition entitled Peinture: “…she uses ink to inscribe a stroke that is instantaneous in its execution” and “…Fabienne’s work, no matter how spontaneous its last state may be, has required a long gestatory period” (Abadie 2009, pg. 1). 


    Making these works felt as though I were composing and performing music live; a feeling of living on the knife edge of experience. Performing is in my blood, and making a handful of these at once was a fitting exercise of that. The use of the chalk pastel worked particularly well in this performative style of making because the colors were already pre-mixed, allowing me to freely improvise from them on the spot; not unlike having sumi at the ready to execute a picture. The choice of the colored paper also provided a stable ground that lent itself to unique color combinations that would have been very different if paper of a particular shade of white, for example, had been used instead. This observation shifted my attention to “the ground” as a concept in itself, and how it is a stabilizer upholding every other material and emotional dimension of the work. To push that further, I sought to focus my attention on the ground of my art practice itself: the material, conceptual, and aesthetic fundamentals that were upholding it. If making a qualitative change in the paper I used to make work had a significant impact on what was produced, I felt compelled to see what other roots of my art practice needed a qualitative change (Chambliss 1989). And if an artwork is meant to be done in “one shot”, as if performing a piece of music live, then the amount of deliberate practice and preparation – “a long gestatory period” (Abadie 2009, pg.1) – that would underpin a successful execution becomes an area of study within itself.

    For what I am now interested in is how this infinite space is organized and what it is filled with, and how what it is filled with is systematized according to time in relation to music specifically (Auer 1926). Fabienne Verdier began this exploration in a contemporary context in 2014 when she was asked to be the first artist-in-residence at The Juilliard School in New York: “I’ve always experienced a painted line as a line of sound. I have always experienced a line of sound as a pictorial line. So I went to the Juilliard School with this question: Could painting and music, in the moment of creation, be ‘played’ simultaneously?” (Fabienne Verdier 2014). But I am not interested in painting and music being played simultaneously. What I am interested in is this: Can a deliberate, strategic practice of playing music at a high level (Chambliss 1989) change the way we conceive of and execute abstract works of art, and push abstraction beyond its current theoretical, philosophical, and aesthetic positions? Can mastery in one discipline heighten mastery in another? This is precisely the focus of my artistic practice now.

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    References:

    Abadie, D (2009). Fabienne Verdier, Writing Life: Text from the catalog of the solo exhibition, Peinture, presented from 23 October 2009 to to 9 January 2010 in the Galerie Jaeger Bucher. Galerie Jaeger Bucher, Paris. Available from: https://www.yumpu.com/en/document/read/15885821/fabienne-verdier

    Abadie, D (2013). Fabienne Verdier: L’Esprit de la Peinture: Hommage aux Maîtres Flamands. Albin Michel. Available from: https://www.waddingtoncustot.com/publications/131/

    Auer, L (1926). Graded Course of Violin Playing: Book 1. Carl Fischer, pg. 7.

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    Duchting, Hajo (2004). Paul Klee: Painting Music. Munich – London – New York: Prestel; Reprinted 2020.

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    Sze, M (1956). The Mustard Seed Garden Manual of Painting. New Jersey – London: Princeton University Press.

    Thierolf, C (2013). John Cage Ryoanji. Catalogue Raisonne of the Visual Artworks Vol. 1. Schirmer/Mosel.

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  • Back to Rough Ground

    Somewhere between the day I left London and the whirlwind of moving back to California I read about a word in the Japanese language called ‘zara-zara’. Zara-zara is a, to put it plainly, “sound word”-how we would use a word like ‘kabam’ or ‘pow’-but in Japanese these kinds of words are meant to have very specific image associations. In the book I read about this word from, Fifty Sounds, in an eloquent essay the author characterizes the meaning as something like “rough ground”. In the specific context of the essay, zara-zara, if I’m understanding right, is meant to take on both the image of “rough ground” and the connotation of something gritty, something unrefined in such a way that it allows for freedom from needing to be a certain way. I paraphrased it in my head as having an analogous spirit to what it means to be a beginner again: the scales are taken off your eyes and your preconceived notions have, for a time, vanished.

    I want to say this knowledge was brought to my awareness as I was flying from London to California, excited and nervous about returning to a place that I believed, at one point, I would not return to. It would be, as I learned in film school, the “30 minute point”, where the plot has taken a definite and sure turn. Me being on that plane was proof that all the talk of moving back for a year was really happening, and that word I read about, zara-zara, perfectly encapsulated what I knew was to come.

    It didn’t matter that I had previously lived in California and it wasn’t a completely new place. I knew I was different. I had different eyes, a different heart (happily filled with British ways of thinking, feeling, and being), and a different spirit. And I knew that going back to “rough ground” wasn’t an exaggeration; I would be a beginner again, and it’s hard to get your footing when the terrain is made in such a way as to make taking steps difficult.

    Artistically, I find myself no longer in a spacious studio, drawing on walls, having conversations about art all day. What a precious time art school in London was! I am so grateful, what a blessing. It’s interesting to remember a time when I thought going to art school would be a waste of time; I’m glad I was proven wrong and have a different attitude about that now.

    So I find myself at a desk in a room, my interim ‘studio’, trying to get my bearings again. My paints and brushes and every other tool I use are currently somewhere at sea, and knowing ahead of time I would have to make due, I packed a small suitcase with a few materials I knew would sustain me: sumi and ink stone, calligraphy brush, acrylic paint pens, and some blank paper. When I was first learning “art”, I was taught that if I could learn how to wield a pencil correctly, I would have a very strong foundation to spring from. This has proven true in two directions: to know how to do a lot with a little, and to know how to do a lot with a lot without being wasteful.

    In the spirit of sharing not only finished works, but inviting forth the essence of a studio practice, I thought it fitting to, every so often, post what’s been going on in my sketchbooks. It’s one thing to post a picture on Instagram, but I know the platform doesn’t lend itself to a deeper, richer engagement with the work. I don’t want what I post to only be about likes, but about the roots behind it and my evaluations of where it’s at and how it can be better.

    If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve likely seen the paper sculpture experimenting I’ve been doing. I won’t be talking about that now; mainly because it is in such a baby stage, it is barely a conceived seedling, and I’m still learning the language of sculpture so there is not too much to say right now.

    What I do want to share is some of the drawings I’ve been doing off the backdrop of my MA show in October, how they’ve evolved, and where I think they might be going.

    This is the evidence of how my ‘studio in a suitcase’ profited me. Blank white computer paper and an acrylic paint pen was all I needed to do a little work.

    Something that surprised me during my MA was how my work (like the above) began to tend more and more towards landscape rather than pure abstraction. I don’t know all of the reasons for this, but I don’t think the influence of looking at Chinese and Japanese classical paintings hasn’t left their mark, and I also think my reading of the Psalms and other books in the Bible have moved me in a new direction artistically.

    There is a verse from Psalm 147 that talks of God “making grass grow on the hills”. For a good portion of late spring and early summer in London last year, I thought about that verse. I thought about it when I sat on the canal steps of King’s Cross and looked at the plants that had been put on the steps to enforce social distancing. I thought about it when I got off the tube and walked home, passing by little clumps of different shaped grasses and thinking “God makes that grass grow”. I think about it when I look at rolling hills here in California and all the grass that covers them; I think, “He makes grass grow on the hills”.

    The deeper I have gone into trying to understand the essential purpose of art, I see it as a form of worship and praise to God. These drawn landscapes-or I think line-scapes may be a better term-that pour out of me are not from specific photographs but from a wellspring of love and admiration for my Creator. Perhaps there is something about the slightly figurative nature of the works that, for someone like me, who wants God to be at the heart of the work, is more honoring to him because the picture is more clear than an abstract one. But, I’m speculating, and I could write a whole argument against myself advocating for the clarity of abstraction (in art at least).

    Eventually, my paper appetite drove me to order some new materials, and I chose to experiment with this Fabriano ‘White White’ paper, 8 in x 8 in. I had no idea how much I would enjoy working with it. It’s got a lovely smooth surface and it’s that sweet spot of 300 gsm; it holds its own against the dark black paint pen lines. Also, I really enjoy composing on squares; the shape lends itself to certain compositions that just don’t work as well with other shapes. As an example, the second piece in this section surprised me as I was making it: how it angles in from the left, and the way the composition flows reminded me of how Tintoretto has these interesting ‘Z’ shapes in some of his compositions. Even more interestingly, this isn’t as clear of a ‘landscape’ type piece as the first two drawings, and yet it has semblances of parts of a landscape. That’s where things get interesting; abstraction and figuration bordering on each other in such a way that isn’t about anything being blurred or obscured to give a feeling of ambiguity. If anything, these drawings reinforce my stakes in the ground about leaving untouched areas in a work (yohaku) and articulating each line and dot of a piece so that it is clearly seen and has a life of its own. This of course is where the musical roots come to life in my work; where lines and dots are notes and I want each one to ring and sing the way it’s meant to.

    These are a couple of drawings I did yesterday. I was going to edit out my hand shadow here, but I have to say I love the way the light and shadow are hitting these, albeit imperfectly. If anything, it reminds me of why I love working with white paper; the opportunities for thinking about and displaying light and shadow become so vast and endlessly interesting.

    Seeing these now and seeing the first couple of drawings I posted, it’s interesting how similar they are in what is being depicted, yet done differently than before. I had just finished playing the piano, and I’m learning a piece that is meant to be played ‘staccato’-which means in a short, quick, bouncy way. I had the thought: “What would staccato look like pictorially?” So I started the first drawing with those little dots, and then became much more lyrical and flowing in the second drawing. Music is a rich way into pieces for me, and also a part of them; I’ll never be able to (and I don’t want to) get away from the rhythmic, energetic aspect of how I work. I want people to look at the work, sense the rhythm, and feel an intent to listen, to follow it, look for the harmonies hidden within.

    I think in regards to these, I need to push myself to have a staring session with all of these together and look for themes and patterns that I haven’t yet picked up on. I also want to think more about where they could go materially; whether that means doing larger scale works of them, changing out the paint pen for another black material, and certainly if (and what) connections their might be to the sculpting, and how important light and shadow is to the viewing of them. I’ve toyed with also shaping these into paintings, but haven’t found a way to make it work yet.

    I also want to push myself on (and I think this will come) if there are any specific aspects of music or music theory that I want to bring forth more clearly. The staccato experiment is one example of that, but I think there’s room for a lot more there. I’m probably deficient here at the moment, too, because even though I played the violin for so long, I never learned music theory, so I’m always working intuitively musically. As I keep learning music theory and connect that with the playing of music, I think I’ll eventually have much deeper roots to pull from which I hope will keep giving new life to the work and lead to more interesting, harmonious, and subtle compositions.

    And it would seem this is the first tutorial I’ve given myself in a while. Such is the nature of this new ‘studio environment’: sitting at a desk, getting used to a sun being too bright for eyes that have adjusted to London grey, and talking to myself again, trying to push past the surface and get down into the deep depths where I long to be.

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  • This Moment, One Brushstroke

    Grass Dance. 400 m x 200 m. Acrylic on wall. 2021
    City and Guilds of London Art School MA Graduate Show
    Photo Credit: Martina O’Shea

    Capturing the moment in one stroke is what fascinated me. These are the words Fabienne Verdier wrote in her memoir right before she moved to China to study art for ten years, And these words have been and continue to be the foundation and aim of my artistic practice.

    These words are what led me to study Japanese calligraphy. These words are what led me to rediscover my roots in classical music. And these words have formed the foundation of an art practice that is interdisciplinary in concept, performative in approach, and improvisational in execution. 

    Capturing the moment in one stroke is what fascinated me

    Fabienne Verdier, Passagere du Silence (2003), pg. 18

    Interdisciplinary In Concept

    There are two major arms that form my artistic practice: Japanese calligraphy and classical music. In the work I make, I don’t make pieces of Japanese calligraphy, nor is the actual playing of music a part of the finished art pieces. By interdisciplinary in concept, I mean that my practice of these two disciplines, and the principles that underpin them, are what inform what the finished artwork ends up looking like.

    One of my wall pieces, The Song of Your Life, for example, was built upon months of calligraphic work, alongside the practicing of the instrument I’ve known for 27 years, the violin.

    The Song of Your Life. 8 m x 2 m. Marker on wall. 2021
    City and Guilds of London Art School MA Interim Show

    It is rare that I begin the making of a piece by deciding ahead of time which calligraphic elements or specific theory or practice of music I will focus on. The foundation is that I love practicing these arts, and I let God lead the way on what ends up becoming important in the practice, and then important in the final work. While I recognize in the art world it sounds like I’m talking nonsense, my Christian faith has an impact on the work I make, and my personal relationship with Jesus does dictate what ends up being displayed. This doesn’t assume that faulty way of thinking from the Ab-Ex movement in the ’50s, claiming God as the author of the work meaning that the work was a masterpiece, or that no wrong in the work could be done or found in it. I need to work and think just as hard as anyone else–and not all my work is good–but it’s my closeness with God that makes the the work carry within it other dimensions of meaning that stem from my faith.

    Performative in Approach

    Everything I do in the building up to a piece is predicated on my training as a classical musician. What I learned at an early age about how to memorize music, work through passages, and then get pieces “performance ready” is so embedded within me that it naturally overflows into how I make art. I realized at one point in my art practice that it wasn’t ‘working’ anymore to compose a piece iteratively, layering a painting for months and months before declaring it done. I know many people do that, and it sustained me for a time, but I felt there was another way to go about making work that would lend itself to a more direct and immediate expression that could be felt, just as if listening to a piece of music live. It took years for this to truly take root, but during my study and research of Japanese art and calligraphy, in particular suibokuga and the performative aspects of shodo, I began to be able to transpose the principles of one kind of art to another, where I work up to the “performance” of a piece and do it all in one-go, knowing there is no room for editing or error.

    Piquancy No. 1, No.2, No.3, No.4. 10.5 cm x 14.8 cm. Acrylic paint pen on Japanese Hakuho paper 220 gsm. 2021

    Improvisational in Execution

    Essentially what I started doing moved from being purely in the spirit of abstract expressionism, to acting like a Japanese artist. Specifically, one of the tenets of using sumi (Chinese ink), at least historically, is that the painting must be done in one shot without editing; this is because of the exacting nature of the material. But I soon learned this way of working could be applied to any material if I held myself to the same performative standards as I did with sumi. Yet improvisation isn’t just going up to a piece of paper and making the work without deliberation; in order for it to actually ‘work’, improvisation must be preceded by deliberate, meticulous, and qualitative practice (see Chambliss). And what that looks like for me when preparing for pieces is focusing on one particular kind of line and working it over and over and over again–just as I would a piece of music–perfecting it until I’ve built up a rich visual vocabulary to perform with. This method is based on the Chinese tradition of observing nature and extrapolating from it forms that become the basis for their pictorial vocabulary; I just do it with lines.

    Where Abstract Expressionism Comes in

    Ever since I started making art, I naturally gravitated toward abstraction. Through my years of practice, I noticed the way I was making work, without being conscious of it, was in the spirit of the traditional ethos of abstract expressionism. I was very Pollock-y in my approach, attacking the canvas, or paper, or cardboard, or in one case, a silk scarf–and working at it until it all came to its predestined endpoint.

    Yet when I made that qualitative change in the way I made work–going from iterative to explosive performative preceded by a more serious and deliberate practice–the abstract expressionist ethos came back around in a different way. During my MA in London at CGLAS, a portion of my dissertation was about a group of Japanese avant-garde calligraphers (the Bokujinkai) and their relationships with American and European abstract expressionists. The essence of their relationship was two different cultures having fundamentally different understandings of line and space. For example, for the Japanese, space is “empty” yet meant to feel infinitely full, that aesthetic paradox called yohaku. Yet in a Western context that doesn’t translate. As American abstract expressionist Franz Kline said, “The Oriental idea of space is an infinite space, not a painted space; and ours is.”

    While they had a rich artistic exchange that hinted at the connections between calligraphy and abstraction, these conceptual battles were eventually what ended their relationship. But for me, I do believe these traditions of abstract expressionism and Japanese calligraphy overlap. When I’m preparing work, on the one hand, I’m thinking about calligraphy performances, the East Asian concept of line, the beauty of black and white, Japanese ink painting — and on the other hand I’m thinking about the history of action painting, Jackson Pollock, Franz Kline, Hans Hartung, what it means to gesture with the brush; the ethos of each tradition has a similar spirit, the highest criteria being the dynamism of brushstrokes and the imprint of the artist’s spirit in the work.

    Why The Wall Pieces?

    The wall serves as this stage where these improvisational performances happen. Because the wall makes the work time-bound; in that the work can’t be bought, or owned, or kept–for it will eventually be destroyed, or quietly painted over. This knowledge heightens the preciousness of the viewing experience, and changes the viewers’ mind from looking at the work as a static object to a dynamic performance.  This is the aim of all of my work, whether on a wall or on a piece of paper–you are meant to know that I prepared to make them as if I were preparing for a musical performance, and the directness, immediacy, liveliness, and tension that accompanies that are meant to be felt and articulated in every line and mark made.

    Considering my faith in God, I feel it’s perfectly fitting that music would play such a role in the making of my work, for they are celebratory works, pictorial singing the language of God’s beauty and joy.

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