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George Rhys Artist

Going Tonal

7/31/2016

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Round Hedges: Acrylic on Canvasboard, 12 x 9. The computer does not replicate colors accurately.
Two of the more celebrated Plein Air guidelines (I won’t say rules), are:
                Clearly indicate the direction of the sun’s light, and
                Indicate atmospheric and time-of-day conditions.

One logical consequence of these two—well—rules, is this corollary:
                Never paint on a cloudy day. (And many do follow this proscription.)

Here is a little painting that violates the first and third of these three, because of its adherence to the second. In spite of its wrong-headedness (and I have been informed of its shortcomings vis-a-vis these criteria), I find myself more and more pleased with it as time goes on.

No, it is not dramatic. And, lacking bright walls and dark shadows, this painting does not feature the illusion of a clear day.

There is more to painting than illusionism—not a new idea. To be beautiful or exciting a work does not have to be a visual copy of a retinal impression made by light bouncing around in the world; or, worse, of a chemical or electronic reaction to said light beams. One can paint that, and I sometimes do, but when I do I have other concerns than photorealism.
​​(The word “illusionistic” is preferable to the word “realistic.” Realism in art has connoted down-to-earth subject matter rather than visual style. Gustave Courbet’s The Stonebreakers, for example, is realistic in that it depicts the harsh reality of labor, rather than by aspiring to be a photographic rendering.)
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​I enjoy the challenge of painting representationally, while choosing patterns, colors, and textures that work “abstractly.” Most Western representational artists would likely say the same; I favor the abstract more than average.
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Gustave Courbet: The Stonebreakers
 For me, the appeal of Round Hedges lies not so much in its representation of a house and yard than in its relations of colors and shapes. These days color schemes like this one are called tonal, and I couldn’t be happier to see these beautiful colors recognized and legitimized. There is something just gorgeous about interactions among muted colors.
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Our Rocks, 1976; Oil on canvas, 22 x 22. "Not colorful."
​I have been relishing tonal colors for many years. Forty years ago I took a couple of my plein air landscapes into a gallery on Ventura Boulevard in Los Angeles. (I knew better than to try a gallery in downtown LA, where vacuous abstract pourings enjoyed high favor.) The colors interrelated to my satisfaction—tonally, to use the word I’ve learned only recently.
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The lady took one glance at my paintings.

​“These aren’t colorful at all!”
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Artists (and others) as Critics

7/28/2016

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My friend Nancy writes:
Artists, I’ve found, never seem to like a critique by another artist; and if that's true, does an artist like it from anyone...if unsolicited?
PictureEgo, Id, Superego Acrylic on canvas 30 x 30" The immensity of the locomotive, emphasized by showing only a part of it and contrasting it with the men who operate it, fascinates me. ​I also especially enjoy the compartmentalized composition.
​My opinion:
As a youth (I am talking about high school here) I noticed that many of my contemporaries used negative criticism in order to appear intelligent when discussing art and literature. Sometimes that criticism came across as a declaration of their own superiority. Those critics must certainly have been more intelligent than I, because I usually missed the weaknesses my peers found, and often enough continued to fail to see them even after they were pointed out.

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​I received a full share of unsolicited criticism myself, at home and from my less studious classmates, so it was only natural that I should develop a suspicion of the activity. In college I was a little leery when I undertook a course in the Philosophy of Aesthetics; would I founder in a sea of negative judgments that were invisible to me?

 What a relief to read the opinion of a philosopher that the purpose of criticism is to explicate features of a work in order to increase the reader’s or viewer’s understanding and appreciation!

Judgment is not helpful criticism. It has, more than once, damaged my own artistic progress—my fault, I suppose, as the host of a sensitive nature. By extension I am convinced judgment is destructive to the creative functioning of many artists. And even if not—as would be the case for an artist who was finished with his career by virtue of his being, for example, dead—still, judgment posing as criticism robs the reader or viewer of insight the sophisticated critic could have provided, and of the opportunity to make up her own mind.

Two minor points to forestall confusion:
When an artist enters a competition or asks to be juried into a show or association, judgment is exactly what is called for, and the reasonable artist expects it. If the artist feels unwilling or incapable of tolerating a judgment, or has no confidence in the judge, she has the option to decline participation.

Second, both positive and negative judgment can be harmful. This is why, ever aiming to please, I chose for a while to work in seclusion while I attempted to coax out a delicate authenticity. (Ego, Id, Superego is one of the sheltered paintings.) It is too easy for praise of one or another aspect of my work to turn my head away from my purpose. And I am doing a good enough job, even now, of second guessing and judging these secret pieces.

You can see why, then, I might be reluctant to call one competent artist “better” than another; and maybe also why artists can be so negative about the work of others. In fact artists, even famous well-established ones, are often the first and most vehement assailants of new movements, when you would expect us to celebrate innovation. We should be in the best position to spotlight subtleties in an artwork, and in a way that helps viewers more fully appreciate it. So I try to do that.

All of that said, it is only fair now to disclose what I personally enjoy in a painting. I enjoy beauty: lush color relationships, graceful line, exquisite forms. I marvel at impressive paintings that show advanced technique or astounding patience. Most of all, though, I am drawn to works that excite me; (Ego, Id, Superego is a success for me in that regard) and usually I cannot tell you right away just what quality of the artwork is doing that, though I do lean toward clear and compelling design. It requires study on my part to comprehend what is turning me on. This is a classic case of “I don’t know anything about art, but I know what I like.”

Being a visual and rather abstract person, I am not stirred by messages in paintings, narratives in paintings, politics in paintings, or expressionism in paintings. I may like such canvases, and appreciate their messages et al., but if an image electrifies me, it will be for its visual qualities. Messages, narratives, politics and the expression of feelings best reach me in verbal form.

There is a role for judgment, however. We need to decide which painting to buy, which I wish every reader of this blog will do today. (Mine or somebody’s!)

My criterion is very simple: the better painting (for you) is the one with staying power. If a canvas turns invisible on your wall or begins to annoy you, then it no longer serves its purpose and should be replaced. Nothing wrong with that, by the way. In another blogpost I will advocate a change in the significance we accord the visual arts.

What does it mean to say a painting has staying power? First of all, to buy a painting for any reason other than enjoyment is stupid—but more on that another time. You want to enjoy your purchase for as long as possible, and that means that you should see new things in it as time goes on. Your own knowledge of the image will expand, either through education or familiarity, in which case the art must be able to stand up to your more evolved scrutiny. How can you be assured that it will? Your level of study helps, but fashions change and even the experts disagree. Just be aware that the more a work stimulates your thoughtful contemplation, the more likely it will satisfy your aesthetic appetite for years to come. 
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It's Good to be a Senior Citizen

7/1/2016

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​I’m 70 years old. I’m retired. I waited until this year to start taking Social Security. I don’t have to buy much gas. I don’t have to buy new clothes. I don’t care about going out to find a good time.
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I’m using my extra money to hire a model for five hours a week. I am a very rich man.
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