Monday, July 28, 2014

What is a painting?

Pioneer books is tucked between a pawn shop and a nail salon on center street in Provo, Utah. It's an absolute treasure cove. Non-fiction on the first floor, fiction upstairs. The floors are cement and cold, but the books are old, musky, and warm. I made my way upstairs and the "art" sign caught my eye. I'm obsessing, slightly, but an old friend once told me that when you're interested in something, you can't keep away from the information, resources, or ideas.

So here's this meager art section, filled with old worn books, and random nondescript covers. I pick up a couple and read for a while, until I decide I’m not interested in reading surveys of artists. So I keep looking. Soon I find, on the bottom shelf, copies of “The Metropolitan Seminars in Art,” written by the famed art critic John Canaday




The 1957 president of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, Axel G. Rosin, wrote that the aim of these series was, “to make available in the home comprehensive instruction in art appreciation for the many thousands of persons who cannot personally attend a comparable series of museum lectures or take a good art appreciation course at a university.”



I have access to an art appreciation course, and a world-class institution, but this is so much cooler. Inside the cover is a folder with high quality color prints of the paintings covered inside that lesson. There are on average 25 pages, so they don’t take very long to cover.

The first line of the first folio, “What is a painting?” is rather unromantic. “A painting is a layer of pigments applied to a surface.” Hmm.. He goes on, “It is an arrangement of shapes and colors. It is a projection of the personality of the man who painted it, a statement of the philosophy of the age that produced it, and it can have a meaning beyond anything concerned with one man or only one period of time.”

That’s it folks, that’s all a painting is: pigment, shapes, lines.

Yet a painting is nothing without emotion, feeling, and passion. There is a misconception that an artist’s creation gushes forth from his soul, and he’s carried away like a man feeling the spirit at a revival. But that simply doesn’t happen, and if it does it cannot be considered art. The romantics appeal primarily to the emotions and the classical painters appeal  primarily to the intellect. Yet both depict or evoke a truth.

What is a painting? That's up to you.

Love \\ Christelle


Sunday, July 20, 2014

Trying Again

My "Little Girl" reproduction was not turning out right. The hair was off, the eyes were dark and creepy, she wasn't even really looking up the way she was supposed to. I had half a mind to erase it all and start over, until I decided to redraw my guidelines.

Students in art academies during the renaissance period couldn't pick up a paintbrush until they had completed a serious study of drawing for 7-8 years. When first starting out, students would have a frame with guidelines made of string, placed in front of their still life or model. That same guideline would be drawn on their board or canvas. Over time, the professor would cut the string, eventually leaving the student capable of drawing without a guideline.

All my strings are still intact.

I spent all of Saturday afternoon drawing, fixing what could easily have been done correctly the first time. I'd been impatient.

"If you don't have time to do it right, when will you have time to do it over?"
-John Wooden




It's still in progress but I think it looks much better now. Can you tell which boxes I've worked on, and which still need to be redone? I will (hopefully) be ready for verdaccio next week!

Love \\ Christelle

Sunday, July 13, 2014

CHINA

I spent the last two weeks in China with my dad to visit my grandmother for her 80th birthday. The last time I was back I was 16, still…. Young. This time around things felt different. My family’s expectations of me were different; the way they talked to me was different. I’m becoming my own person, setting my own rules, and am, more or less, an adult, capable of my own thoughts and feelingsintuition.


This intuition helped me realize how different my life in China would have been. Had my dad chosen to come back to China after getting his PhD in France, I would have been born in China. My dad would have been a professor, like his father. I would have had my incredible family around me, all the time. I would have grown up with this incredible family, and they would have molded me, and shaped me, and fed me.

There’s something about a family rooted in tradition that feeds you in a way that no one else does. And that’s the biggest difference between America and China. Tradition. While on this trip I was reading The Agony and the Ecstasy where I tasted Renaissance Italy, which even then was steeped in tradition. The citizens in the book and the citizens I saw took extreme pride in their region, their arts, and their people. That’s true in China as well. My family is from the Jilin Province- my dad from Changchun, the capital of the province, and my mom from Shenyang. Both cities are in the Northeastern part of China, making my family “Northeastern People.” Northeastern people are taller, stronger. Our food is better… in my opinion. You don’t mess with a northeasterner. But if you were to talk to someone from a different region, they would without a doubt inform you of the superiority of their region over yours.


I had a unique inside look on China during this trip. I look Chinese and I speak Chinese so people treated me like just another citizen. What made it unique was my American perspective.

I frequently ran into the opinion that economically, China parallels the US in the sixties. Growing fast with lax regulation. The streets are still under construction so some days you’ll be able to take one road home, and other days you won’t. Some regions of China are really rich while other regions are really poor.

Deception still exists, but if you're smart you can stay out of trouble. My dad told me about an experience he had with my grandpa. My dad and my grandpa were at the market buying meat. My grandpa had picked out a good piece of meat, and after the seller turned around with the meat wrapped, my grandpa asked him to open the package. Turns out the seller had replaced some of the lean meat with a huge portion of fat. Without saying a word, the seller replaced the fat with lean meat. You just have to be aware. Problems like this are rare among larger companies who have a reputation to uphold, but street sellers or taxis will never see you again, and have every reason to take as much of your money as possible. The key, though, is kindness. My dad made kind small talk with most of the sellers, taxi drivers, etc. And I noticed that they either treated him with extreme kindness right back, or tried to deceive him. Usually the former.

National parks are gaining traction, but they’re different than the national parks in the US. The ones we went to dropped us off at the head of a trail and had us trickle down the mountain or the path. The majority of the park is still inaccessible to the public, but the trails that are accessible are pretty well maintained. My dad and I weren’t used this system, so we requested a stop as they were shuttling us up the mountain. We were confused that they were confused, but they obliged. It was so quiet and it felt like we had the entire park to ourselves. About an hour later we ran into our first group and ran into NOISE. That noise never subsided. The next day, we planned it smart. We again got off the shuttle as quickly as possible and enjoyed the silence. We took paths less travelled by. My dad and I attributed our plan to American Individuality, and the desire to have the freedom to do what we wanted when we wanted.

Honestly though that mentality made a huge difference during our trip, and really differentiated us from the rest of the population, and I didn’t realize how big of a difference it made. Rather than a “me too” mentality where we want to make sure we get what everyone else had, we sought to discover what no one else would see, or taste. And we did.

The language is obviously different. The reason people struggle with languages is because they try to translate their language into another language, when really, you have to immerse yourself into that language's world and way of thinking. When you speak in another language, you think in a completely different way.

One thing that is absolutely universal, though, is the love of family. I haven't seen or talked to my family in over five years, but from beginning to end, my family showed me nothing but love. We went on a family trip, which was really fun, but my favorite memory was the last night of my our trip. My dad and I were flying out the next day so we had a family barbecue. We ate, we sang, we danced, we reveled in each other's successes, turns of phrases, talents. At one point the kids had to perform for the adults. My cousins sang, and I danced. The adults loved it. I struggled with my Chinese pretty much the entire trip, so I struggled to express how much they meant to me. How much their small acts of kindness and love really meant to me. I think they knew.

There’s this idea that you can’t paint something you don’t understand. That’s hard to do with cultures because it’s hard to leave behind biases and predispositions. I’ve learned that no culture is better, just different. To the outside world, Americans come off as arrogant, loud, and ignorant. But spend a few days in the US and you quickly learn that it's a superficial notion that the world has decided to adopt. The Chinese come off as humble, weak, and quiet. But spend a few days in China, and you quickly learn that the smallest old woman can bite your head off with sharp words, and to their peers, they are far from humble or weak.

China is rising. The government has allowed economic prosperity without political freedom. The lack of free speech feels so counterintuitive to me, but the people are happy. They will continue to be happy as long as money is coming in. Will that money flow ever stop? Is it possible to prosper economically under such rigid governance?

Everyone needs to establish their own educated opinion about China, or decide what point of view to adopt. A working relationship among nations will require a mutual understanding of the true nature of each nation's cultures.

Back to art next week...


Love // Christelle





















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