Showing posts with label Morandi. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Morandi. Show all posts

Thursday, January 30, 2014

Almost Achromatic Interior

I find myself looking for ambiguous interiors that get me close to abstraction. Because there were larger shapes, I challenged myself to use colour believably but not entirely based on the local colour.  I wanted to capture the feeling of the space and light in colour. I shifted between applying pastel, rubbing it off with a eraser and fixing it with surgical spirit.

Meanwhile we have been talking about minimalism at IUOMA. De Villo assembled  mail art that is minimalist. I was wondering if anything I ever do or imagine might be minimalist, thinking that it wouldn't and then I thought of a beautiful stained ink box  that i'd saved.  I titled it 'Spirit of Morandi'. Perhaps our minds pair ideas, images… 

Friday, November 30, 2012

‘There is no whiteness so white as the memory of white.’

The title of this post is something Giorgio Morandi said, according to Barbara Haskell in her book on Milton Avery.  I have been reading.  Haskell also refers to Okeefe who said , ‘nothing is less real than realism.’ I have been dreaming about those words and working.  I think some of the struggle has been about ensuring, to myself, that I have some skill and that is easy to translate into drawing correctly and perhaps drawing realistically.  Diebekorn reminds not to believe in the first thing.  I don't BELIEVE in today's beginning oil sketch, but I do know that I need to trust my memory and my sense of colour and not worry about creating 'feminine' art.