tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1467959286045060372024-03-18T20:14:30.370-07:00George Taylor Art BlogArt Blog of George Taylor, mixed media artist from Charlbury, Oxfordshire.
"For over 50 years I have sought to explore the mysteriousness of living through painting. So far as I can see, it is the magic of mystery that creates great art and art without that magic is lifeless."
George TaylorGrace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-6490281660241852902024-03-01T02:53:00.000-08:002024-03-05T04:18:50.032-08:00The Air’s Buoyancy and the Sun’s Ray<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery1/The%20Air's%20Buoyancy%20and%20the%20Sun's%20Ray.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1297" data-original-width="1771" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZ41VOcoEjNk894dWXoupK1Nak6hfX6XMUNEJBQ855fZnLZkRbU0wBItdH6WkBhP4SIwNhk-Z4MHQiPJnKQVP3x_iFVzRUz3_gWMMkOboEyuiTRBcGCcnM5aU_9s1Za9Y1J59AfFZCnnNhqD5aFarYsMaVAQNZml1qgQv7eU_UgJuROKEhaBbR0tqgjGI/w400-h293/The%20Air's%20Buoyancy%20and%20the%20Sun's%20Ray.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b>The Air’s Buoyancy and the Sun’s Ray</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i><b>2009</b></i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Framed dimensions: 81cms x 100cms</i></span></p><p><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>Mixed media on Waterford 300lbs heavyweight paper in deep mount within white painted timber </span><span>frame.</span></span></i></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">‘We see nothing till we completely understand it’: John Constable.</span></b></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>This image on paper is not a pictorial illusion, it is the opposite of that, as it does not employ clever </span><span>techniques such as vanishing point perspective to deceive the eye and the brain in order to offer a </span><span>constructed illusion of physical space.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>It is though a complex image and is intensely physical, but not in the sense of looking at a scenic </span><span>view or a landscape through a window, but it is made from physical matter, and is about the energy </span><span>of the physical world, the world of the natural elements and of physical sensation, of the </span><span>overwhelming universal forces which are largely beyond human influence, those of air, space and </span><span>light.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>As in life, it is often not easy to pin things down or to define them in absolute terms, there is no </span><span>particular focal point for the eye to rest upon, the vaguely referential, incisions, shapes, marks and </span><span>colours take one on a dynamic visual journey from right to left, but there is no set route or roadmap.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>The carefully delineated pencil lines provide a framework for, and underpin the abstracted gestural </span><span>marks which may be metaphors for atmosphere, sensation, context and feeling. You may go on a </span><span>different journey each and every time you choose to engage, it’s entirely up to you, there is no </span><span>prescribed entry or exit point.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span>George Taylor</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">February 2024</span></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-7220898177793001232023-12-31T09:25:00.000-08:002023-12-31T09:39:01.523-08:00Of Wingbones and Talons<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery1/Of%20Wingbones%20and%20Talons.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1771" data-original-width="1160" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJifaJiub69BI2Q8i3ZvVN-C4rdo070vY4rot_OhFVlyDe_oi9xRUX_MiwOl_rW7zF0XK1CKgq9JQR5Xf2f4XWqksW2uRjhe4xhyF7e1MRo1kJt_o5ktmQwUiY3elRXySAJpQQUZ09jfPZXe2Z7I6OaRi1TQnBPdyf2qOqjcqngvEu-7bY-i_TsPIwzAI/w421-h640/Of%20Wingbones%20and%20Talons.jpg" width="421" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><b><span style="font-size: medium;">Of Wingbones and Talons</span></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;">2009<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Framed Size: 81cms x 63cms Approximate revealed image
size: 54cms x 36.5cms<o:p></o:p></span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><b><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Mixed Media on heavyweight handmade paper, within
white painted timber frame and wide white mount</span></i></b></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Sometimes, a title can provide a portal for access to an
idea or an ‘understanding ‘of an artwork, without being overly descriptive or
subjective. <a name="_Int_yGqwDumx">Possibly in</a> the viewers mind, moving
the image from perceived abstract towards an abstracted thematic. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">This though does not suggest or imply a literal
interpretation, which might be counterproductive.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">A painting or construction is an assemblage of individual
component parts, like words in a poem, or sounds in a piece of music, or the
various natural or human-caused elements that make up a landscape painting. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">But a landscape does not have to be viewed from a single
fixed viewpoint, it can be explored in multiple ways, as a journey or a memory
for example. The sum of the parts can become more than the whole, the subject
need not be described <a name="_Int_lNND1bJT">literally in</a> precise hard-won
detail, but may be suggested as an encompassing, holistic experience, and in
the process becomes new and different. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">A flash of beak, or the blur of a wing, a <a name="_Int_MfMfQwZD">roughly hewn</a> nest or the wayward dynamic of flight, a
momentary streak of light or the nerve-piercing pitch of a bird call, may be
evoked as a mark or a colour - a fragment, indicated, rather than unequivocally
and rigidly delineated – more about feeling and experience than prescription or
description. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">December 2023</span><o:p></o:p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-37708993022516883822023-10-31T05:58:00.003-07:002023-10-31T06:08:43.962-07:00What Strange Things Are These<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery1/What-Strange-Things-are-These-Version3.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="2549" data-original-width="3449" height="295" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAZLf6jlsOhhHP59Sc6-W5wArDkmC9sYVU0b0d3tujTP17traEGtX-rBTG_ssFgBJ6_Qsn9TlmzmtPw00iz0ycP_x6G4C2OAYstjuJ3tcfHExuwieoY2syPfV9mwT4d0HY0X0ctZ8motqqDlkA3dAytl5-HBpowzMDDiJruGh3L5piWU9mNig2Sd4VXVg/w400-h295/What-Strange-Things-are-These-Version-3.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Click the image to enlarge</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><b>What Strange Things Are These<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><b>2021<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Overall size including frame: 80cms x 100cms</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Acrylic paint, coloured pencil and balsa wood on heavyweight handmade paper set in a wide white mount and enclosed in a white painted timber frame.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">This is entirely of itself, and there is no deliberate or conscious external reference, so it may be considered ‘abstract' by definition.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">It is concerned with surface dynamics, and two-dimensional tensions within a rectangle, and has much to do with a sense of ambiguity and asymmetry. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">As is increasingly the case these days, visual art is becoming preoccupied with often transient, </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">circumscribed political and ideological issues.</span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">I have no interest in these things - for me, the formal challenges of image making are sufficient and enduring.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold;">‘</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I think the essential nature of modern art is it’s </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">being </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">secular, it’s </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">being done by an individual to satisfy his own inner deepest sense of integrity.<br />
<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">It’s </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">the first art that </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">doesn’t </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">work on tribal understanding.’ </span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Robert Motherwell 1915-1991<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">George Taylor</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 107%; margin-bottom: 8pt; mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">October 2023<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-57175277679320438142023-09-01T17:33:00.013-07:002023-10-31T06:06:52.012-07:00Idiot Wind<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51AQMVix8Htzl2ChE_driydi-zCaRLkJe2Cp_x1SSsjTWFN_QWEcuzwk8R8gx5Mrr0llQzrhNAxIJ_-VvLCq8vAmcTmcgsqlLH6sP4jPVD2gK1YmpvfQodfNiRicK4I4THjhnDrNeGMzQhCGyaG-YVCJKNiJX5rwhR-K0Ak2BIO5M0viubho5kLlH1a8/s1772/Idiot%20Wind.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1292" data-original-width="1772" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh51AQMVix8Htzl2ChE_driydi-zCaRLkJe2Cp_x1SSsjTWFN_QWEcuzwk8R8gx5Mrr0llQzrhNAxIJ_-VvLCq8vAmcTmcgsqlLH6sP4jPVD2gK1YmpvfQodfNiRicK4I4THjhnDrNeGMzQhCGyaG-YVCJKNiJX5rwhR-K0Ak2BIO5M0viubho5kLlH1a8/w400-h291/Idiot%20Wind.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Click the image to enlarge</span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><b>Idiot Wind<o:p></o:p></b></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><b>2016<o:p></o:p></b></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Framed dimensions 79cms x 98cms</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Acrylic with mixed media on Saunders Waterford 300lbs Heavyweight Paper in deep mount within a white painted timber frame.<br />
</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 14pt; mso-pagination: none;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">I borrowed this title from a song by the inimitable Bob Dylan, there are a few recorded versions, probably the best-known being a track from one of his most influential albums </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic;">Blood on the Tracks</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">. In the song, Dylan uses the natural phenomenon of the wind as a metaphor for tangled and tortuous inter-personal experience, but also possibly, as an analogy for human existence or the human </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">condition.</span></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-pagination: none;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">The painting is really a paradox, as </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">it’s </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">about nothing that we can see, as the wind is innately </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">invisible, but leaves a memory in its wake, sometimes hardly discernible, but at other times, utterly devastating.</span></div><span lang="en-US">
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18.6667px;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">A mindless natural energy whose influence can be discerned and felt, but is often defined only by its aftereffects, which when intelligently harnessed can be positive and productive, but in its unfettered natural state, can cause indiscriminate destruction and indescribable chaos.</span></div></span>
<span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 14pt; mso-pagination: none;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">In the painting, the brain, the eye, and the hand conspire to convert a vivid phenomenological </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">experience, a veritable maelstrom in fact, into an expression in a variety of fluid plastic materials that, if it were not for a semblance of </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">an </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">horizon and an indication of the sky, becomes</span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"> almost </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">completely </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">abstract.</span></div><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 14pt; mso-pagination: none;"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">The title is </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">essentially a </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">hook for a complex visual metaphor for unbridled physical energy, expressed in a semi-liquid plastic material, constructed with constrained human energy and with considered </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">orchestration. The objective being to create an image that for some, (but manifestly not for all) has dynamic pictorial coherence, rather than, as with the wind, the effect of a </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">disorganised </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">chaotic </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">muddle.</span></div><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;"><o:p></o:p></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">It is the challenge to, and the inevitable burden of the non-figurative painter, that he or she must </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">accept that their work is at best, only of interest to a small minority.</span></div><span lang="en-US" style="line-height: 119%;">
<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18.6667px;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 14pt;">George Taylor</span></div><o:p></o:p></span></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 119%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">August 2023</span><span style="text-align: center;"> </span></p></div><p><br /></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-67914099647386001192023-07-01T17:33:00.002-07:002023-07-01T17:52:19.028-07:00North Atlantic Diptych<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/Gallery7/North%20Atlantic%20Diptych.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1772" data-original-width="2720" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAfMDkgiinQ8L3HtKQaeVS3F890eR7DYYlC23SR3rsmKQ95FEsIZFRPO98tRPbasx7YJ6ox7EcN7R-cFFjDiAEFAQcF2CanId0NJNy2-6BqdL6KxiTZ6HWOEb5Gv-Vx5BszDABiPS5EImTEEEWICqgtWIcnJRjupqOGuevVcs4PsEDeybVOlYBZ4c3LSI/w400-h260/North%20Atlantic%20Diptych.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 22.2133px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Two separate deep canvasses mounted in white box frames in museum quality glazing.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 22.2133px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Acrylic with collaged elements<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Each piece measures 77cms x 62cms overall and together comprise an unattached diptych<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">2012<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Although essentially abstract, these two canvasses are intended to be viewed together as </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">complementary images.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">At one level they may be regarded as combinations of colours, textures, marks and shapes, </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">hopefully with a degree of pictorial coherence.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">At another level, with a degree of engagement they, at least symbolically, may evoke a recollection </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">of a 20th century drama that reflected the best – and the worst in humankind.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">They have a strong physical dynamic, possibly evoking physical movement and the wind, the blues, the sea and the sky and the jagged whites, ice.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">The warmer reds and oranges possibly represent fire and heat, whilst the reds, in paint poured </span><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt;">directly on to the surfaces – blood.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">The North Atlantic is a formidable natural phenomenon.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 22.2133px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">In World War Two, many lives were lost there, as a consequence of attacks by German U boats and aircraft when the Allies were trying to ship essential supplies to the Soviet Union/Russia.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">There are many Memorials beneath the waves.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 24px; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 28px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">George Taylor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 22.2133px; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">June 2023</span></p></div>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-64452083782718935742023-04-30T14:09:00.005-07:002023-05-01T19:10:34.806-07:00When we got There<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery4/When%20we%20got%20there%20by%20George%20Taylor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1364" data-original-width="1772" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiakigMEDNBBtHiGIsBBZl4Qi4rhxZ_8HttcC0Ml3UDtOypP2UOzZjrOpsviXnMABynumHgppg-So6aJJEyd9h8G_FlW6D_zH3m8DXSC2sGSCdEhyo3dBylHtqcd0SarM5kpwI_jrCoCmWPVFJY7BDSOZGaQIArB2JbYAQkMdIx4NmN1LYl49MqAV-w/w400-h308/When%20we%20got%20there%20by%20George%20Taylor.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />Click on the image to enlarge</span></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><b>When we got There<br /></b><i>Private Collection<br /></i><i>Mixed Media and Acrylic on Board<br /></i><span style="text-align: center;"><i>Image size: 35cms x 45cms</i></span></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></span>This piece essentially is about the plastic qualities of paint and colour.<br /><br />The paint is applied with a certain gestural immediacy, but most definitely not unthinkingly, and with an energy and passion that hopefully, is reflected in the dynamic of the composition which in turn, hopefully also, reflects a kind of restrained exuberance.<br /><br /></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">It may be construed as a kind of landscape, (or a map) or more likely a seascape, but more of a <i>Seascape of the Mind</i> than a specific physical location. Maybe a recollection of an early journey to the seaside, and that small bay or cove that suddenly comes into view as one passes that last headland.<br /><br />That special emotional feeling that one gets at the end of a long, sometimes tedious journey by car or train, especially as a child, when the pent-up feelings of excitement and expectation are relieved by that particular sort of euphoria one experiences immediately upon reaching a coastal destination, and experiencing that first glimpse of the sea and breathing the first wafts of ozone into our lungs.<br /><br />We feel a profound, almost primeval sense of connection, and often cannot wait to engage with the waves as they break onto the shore.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Is this connection so deep and enduring as to be an echo of our early amphibian ancestors emergence from the ocean some 375 million years ago in evolutionary time?<br /><br />In effect, a sub-conscious memory of our <i>Inner Fish</i>, as palaeontologist Neil Shubin calls it, that almost literally, surfaces at such moments.<br /><br />The relatively primitive creature that came out of the water, and on to the land all those years ago whose limbs and organs were the evolutionary precursors to our own.</div><div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />George Taylor<br />April 2023</div></span></div><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-64923624884899152462023-02-28T17:34:00.006-08:002023-02-28T17:39:36.608-08:00Matter of Time<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery4/Matter%20of%20Time.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1473" data-original-width="1772" height="333" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9gXhuLyMZnCS0gHAJJxPYijl4TrCJ51svD4NoiDR8BHT1ZDKQcl62efYwBXzrp4ZRfucCoePNETkq98hluVHVPiOVDzcIYSPSkfYJuUncVTTV-_vUA6y-1raAb-Ygi59Hx5zV02fxPCXrGR71XFw_lgRV420ChE8MWjEB7BGcLHV-ljAu0FWuVeW2/w400-h333/Matter%20of%20Time.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />Click the image to enlarge</span></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 107%; margin-bottom: 8pt; mso-pagination: widow-orphan;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-weight: bold; language: en-GB; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">Matter of Time<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 107%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-GB; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">2006<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 107%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; font-style: italic; language: en-GB; line-height: 107%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">Mixed media and acrylic on board.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">Image size: 51cms x 61cms in wide white coloured mount and natural hardwood frame.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">This painting was made via the technique I evolved over thirty years ago, whereby a ground of hard and soft pastel is built up in layers using generous amounts of fixative, sometimes to the point of liquidity. When dry, the ground can then be reduced or cut back into using sharp instruments to reveal the previously hidden layers of colours and textures.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">The use of fixative throughout the process, allows acrylic paint to adhere to the surface, which when dry, can, if desired, be cut away and removed and other shapes left in place, thus producing an impression of shapes suspended or floating in a pictorial space.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">The title is </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">essentially, </span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">non-descriptive, but alludes to Quantum Mechanics, and the continuing quest to unify the four fundamental components of the Universe: Space -Time - Matter and Energy into a single theory, the so-called ‘Theory of Everything.’<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/gallery4/Quantum%20Move.jpg"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 118%;"><i>Quantum Move</i></span></a><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;"> </span><span lang="en-US" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-US; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-US; mso-ligatures: none;">Image size 50.5cms x 76.00cms </span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">also from 2006, on Gallery 4 of my website explores the same theme, but is deliberately less structured, less earthbound, more nebulous, and more akin possibly, to the unimaginably vast Universe science tells us, exists out there, way beyond our relatively insignificant, as Carl Sagan put it, ‘Pale Blue Dot’ of a planet.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">As with all painting, the image must be viewed at first hand to be fully assimilated, so possibly contrary to the impression given in the photographic image, there are no elements of collage in the painting.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">George Taylor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 118%; margin-bottom: 8pt; text-align: left;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 14pt; language: en-GB; line-height: 118%; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;">February 2023<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span lang="en-US"> <o:p></o:p></span></p></div><p><br /></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-75035423440305296792022-12-30T15:18:00.005-08:002022-12-30T15:27:51.408-08:00Every Home Should Have One<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="display: block; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-bottom: 1em; padding-top: 1em;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/Gallery9/Every%20Home%20Should%20Have%20One%20c.jpg" target="_blank"><img alt="" border="0" data-original-height="757" data-original-width="1772" height="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiSAHICcINtxcVP_ZXdXsSYqR55J8k9sp5UniDYIghNpXFNFty8znxv0od8OMF3asPxG8Bp2Z9DjSc1q7BFIpaifnEE8sBDn9fKATsuw-FtP1grv0KQcT50pJH9MaDccQIJQcNBzZohU66-qyHnJV3AsgTOMKGjbxS2UQzGt7Z_n0slMeI0SVrp9QGB/w400-h171/Every%20Home%20Should%20Have%20One%20c.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Click Image to enlarge</span></td></tr></tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br /><span style="color: black; font-size: medium;">Every Home Should Have One <br /><br />2010 <br /><br />Bread board, galvanised gate fittings, ceramic egg cup and paint encrusted screwdriver. <br /><br />Approximate dimensions: 45cms x 30cms x 15cms<br /> <br /><br />Whilst he was working on a former home, I noticed that the painter and decorator was stirring his paint with a strange, heavy looking white coloured object which he explained was comprised of multiple layers of house paint. The man further explained that the device had started out as a simple screwdriver, and that he had used it to stir his paint pots for many years, before commencing work. <br /><br />This object took on an immediate fascination for me, as it comprised a physical record in multiple incremental accretions of paint of the man’s work activity over a long period of time, but this could only be revealed by cutting through the object and thus destroying it, in order to reveal the numerous layers of paint hidden within - somewhat akin to the annular rings of a tree. <br /><br />In a real sense it was a positive physical record of chronological human activity, in a similar, but opposite way to how a stone step becomes gradually, incrementally worn away as a result of human activity over an exceedingly long time. <br /><br />The object merely looks like a nebulous blob of hard matter until its original purpose and history are explained, but the evidence of its true use over time remains hidden within. <br /><br />I assumed that the object held at least some personal resonance for him, but on enquiring he said that if I wished to have it, I could, and that he would replace it with a new screwdriver. In effect it was merely a tool that he had used out of habit for a lengthy period of time, that he had no particular attachment to it, and it didn’t seem to matter to him that the device had become increasingly heavier and more unwieldly to use over time. <br /><br />So, I juxtaposed this with other incongruous objects to create an assemblage that, at first sight at least, appears to possibly have a practical purpose, but on closer examination manifestly does not. <br /><br />It therefore self-categorizes as a sculpture of sorts. <br /><br />The title of course, is ironic, but derives from the 1970 film in which Marty Feldman devises an advertising campaign for frozen porridge.<br /> <br /><br />George Taylor <br /><br />December 2022 <br /><br /><br />This piece is for sale at the studio price of £425.00<br /><br />Further images of this piece can be seen on <a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/gallery9.html" target="_blank">Gallery 9</a> of my website. </span><br /><br /> </div>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-68474668999784414742022-10-31T07:47:00.006-07:002022-10-31T09:48:19.312-07:00Deepseaswell<p> <table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/Gallery6/Deepseaswell.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="1772" data-original-width="1508" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxlw1uavUS0Y8f4t1KjTXYUaqSyp1xgaD6B3zYTZNTH0wGGdAlpzVc2DVPrJC6D3Hd_fihqYcvGc8Eka5axifrxDIjJtjv4KSmSuQ8wqiE4htOGGeLyqa5sT5aYUpoN-lOhHLcR1qKo2YM_h8y08RvWqOQ4sRTiQwGzq-d3JtvMLUWtHurA4yB2vBd/w340-h400/Deepseaswell.jpg" width="340" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Click the image to enlarge<br /><br /><br /><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>2022 </i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Acrylic, painted cardboard and timber dowel rods on canvas
<br />Image size: 120cms x 100cms x 20cms, eventually to be housed in slightly larger clear acrylic
case </i></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This three-dimensional wall hung work, one of the four largest pieces from the Large Elemental
Series and part of the Big Deepcoast Suite, incorporates a technique I have evolved whereby
significant areas of white primed canvas are left exposed to form fluid, relatively amorphic
shapes that are defined by the surrounding blue rather than being innate in themselves. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">These irregular shapes contrast and interact with the more angular, applied sculptural elements
that are formed from carefully tearing and manipulating several types of heavy duty cardboard,
and then painting these in ultramarine with the edges picked out in white and with the
intersecting, painted dowel rods. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This suggests the natural large scale juxtaposition between hard and soft elements, as in the
complex dynamic interactions of coastal forces and as is usual in this series, the content and
colour range are deliberately restricted to achieve maximum compositional impact and to
minimise unnecessary detraction. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">As with the other works in the series, the piece can be viewed from varying frontal angles to
emphasise and to some extent simulate, the phenomenological experience that influenced its
making. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Essentially though, the piece is a self-contained three dimensional abstract construct, an
aesthetic expression that broadly alludes to formidable elemental agencies. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">October 2022</span></p></td></tr></tbody></table></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-17102836641293604822022-08-23T13:48:00.016-07:002022-08-24T02:43:44.444-07:00Twisttide and Longshore Drift<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/Gallery6/Twisttide.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="4473" data-original-width="3306" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheO8CUlVWLeMENHdieqhdVvBraDKFIGJnYL-58EDCxpADsWc0iszUh_Sq_QihmeF2rr5LHE35H20wF3C6K7fjFK-s2mt11GQicU36nuFtb3PLpTCrN6PUK7oXNP-dEMDWJYtP3A3QTozx-mXe3p_b0UR433R4jUKDoZKajpWLujsiPVFtN4AV1lhlV/s320/Twisttide.JPG" width="237" /></a> <a href="https://www.georgetaylorart.com/Images/Full/Gallery6/Longshore%20Drift.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" target="_blank"><img border="0" data-original-height="4615" data-original-width="3556" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5H-SZyT3au1_OY_vIS-j0dj6oEFI0F2-qvOJf2W9ruZDO0faL5UPrhKdpGlysDpRyM4WIPBGHMNOaPVQnv5P6r1_iu37o7qq092wDmFl3YZk_3VzPfYf90T_zSsm5dESe-nxi353d2ohtpRj9LD5Wocw2FxeFSFP-MS8Lgwof1_8P2k8wnVwLnpG1/s320/Longshore%20Drift.JPG" width="247" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">2022<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">99cms x 74cms x 13cms and 96cms x 74cms x 13cms<o:p></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Wood, cardboard, <a name="_Int_xCQxXQRp">paper</a> and
acrylic paint on board into deep, matt white painted frames.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Twisttide and Longshore Drift are from the <i>Large
Elemental Series.</i><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This series, whilst being wall hung, have actual elements of
the third dimension, and quite literally explore the space between painting and
sculpture.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">These works, having a degree of physical protrusion from the
wall plane are intended to be viewed from a radius of approximately 180 degrees
rather than from a fixed standpoint, thus offering something of the complex
physical dynamic of the constantly changing coastal/spatial interaction
observed on my many journeys around the British coastline and especially in relation
to my much earlier <i>Flamborough Series. <o:p></o:p></i></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">I am reluctant to mention perceived influences, as these are
never overt, <a name="_Int_aELIJ6lB">plagiaristic</a> or obvious, but subtle,
nuanced, sometimes subliminal and processed through ones’ consciousness over
prolonged periods of time and often, not at all evident or discernible in the
finished work. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">For example, Leonardo’s exquisitely observed studies of
moving water or Turner’s powerful atmospheric paintings of natural forces may
be assimilated, but not graphically re-presented in what is <a name="_Int_TuQI6CZk">essentially an</a> attempt to pare down to primary,
fundamental elements and thus to leave out the detractive and unnecessary<a name="_Int_KP07jRFS">. </a><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">However, in this series, I would acknowledge, amongst
others, a long-time respect for the work of the painter Peter Lanyon and the
sculptor Anthony Caro, both of whom I regard as important British artists of
the twentieth century.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">August 2022</span></p></div><p><br /></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comSturt Rd, Charlbury, Chipping Norton OX7 3EP, UK51.8673618 -1.477186935.575648276712812 -19.0553119 68.159075323287183 16.1009381tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-88879465360852476392022-06-28T03:58:00.017-07:002022-06-28T04:05:07.305-07:00Girisha and Indira<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3FWYd28SnuWasfH7PsIWeqi-V3nJkEuWuR84OXwoN7HN91EaKVtDIhrV5uzUOWkYstCkT7Hq4FqhjGsdege4_oEDtb1-qD-iHjgXIcdoYNdB6EkllEP9T7e2uZTD3pb7t2CFTfnGWqWHcTE3ioKWiw05MF8GfjztsSIyFJFRUDczFJ1QlU04_xz6/s2085/Girisha.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2085" data-original-width="1476" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw3FWYd28SnuWasfH7PsIWeqi-V3nJkEuWuR84OXwoN7HN91EaKVtDIhrV5uzUOWkYstCkT7Hq4FqhjGsdege4_oEDtb1-qD-iHjgXIcdoYNdB6EkllEP9T7e2uZTD3pb7t2CFTfnGWqWHcTE3ioKWiw05MF8GfjztsSIyFJFRUDczFJ1QlU04_xz6/s320/Girisha.jpg" width="227" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLIj06Z-sxdOeS5p7e2NjV0PRDg0kuVJ_kWfk0nVXUWnQVwiw_RReYm4615pcI32nPa02-4NBnGTcPIIRQI3ZKyTIqeqlibXRn9VwWKie1vLRiUODQJq8p7UAFyjr-KjxK1Q9y9pfqNl7hcL9p46lrKpVI4P3jup66cgoUwSt9iFS-ZY2MU8j6_Ac/s2065/Indira.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2065" data-original-width="1476" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNLIj06Z-sxdOeS5p7e2NjV0PRDg0kuVJ_kWfk0nVXUWnQVwiw_RReYm4615pcI32nPa02-4NBnGTcPIIRQI3ZKyTIqeqlibXRn9VwWKie1vLRiUODQJq8p7UAFyjr-KjxK1Q9y9pfqNl7hcL9p46lrKpVI4P3jup66cgoUwSt9iFS-ZY2MU8j6_Ac/s320/Indira.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><br /><p><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Collage</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Each measuring: 62cms x 45cms (framed size)</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">2010</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">These minimalist collages, made from fabric, paint and paper, form part of a series having broad </span><span style="font-family: arial;">allusions to the culture and traditions of the Indian sub-continent and particularly to Indian </span><span style="font-family: arial;">miniature painting.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Whilst I was strenuously resisting direct figurative, narrative, symbolic or mythical references, I was </span><span style="font-family: arial;">nonetheless striving to achieve a ‘simple,’ economic synthesis of form and colour that referenced </span><span style="font-family: arial;">these influences without being in any way descriptive, ‘pinned down</span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">’</span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">, appropriative or literal.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br />George Taylor</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">June 2022</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i>These framed pieces are available to purchase at ex-studio prices: £495.00 each or £925.00 for the </i></span><i style="font-family: arial;">pair plus carriage and packing.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i>Please contact George should you be interested.</i></span></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-36974165902941780982022-04-28T16:45:00.005-07:002022-04-30T01:41:02.536-07:00Wreckpiece<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho144kIJUGD_1PdZJNCfP0l7hAWkAxPhHkmOzgPrsXBDN7-BMUbZkIHEwYP_BqvtA2NzWadJB9MVeszy-6rckHUGtagk7cjdC-P3uHdo1EsLkA6ZowCHOBsNq6pFTwcvSuUKMTZBKI1CBxQxhDHS-Mvxsuh3PzffBnG-haUvzC0p9duBs9jLdoSWce/s3837/Wreckpiece.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="3486" data-original-width="3837" height="291" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho144kIJUGD_1PdZJNCfP0l7hAWkAxPhHkmOzgPrsXBDN7-BMUbZkIHEwYP_BqvtA2NzWadJB9MVeszy-6rckHUGtagk7cjdC-P3uHdo1EsLkA6ZowCHOBsNq6pFTwcvSuUKMTZBKI1CBxQxhDHS-Mvxsuh3PzffBnG-haUvzC0p9duBs9jLdoSWce/s320/Wreckpiece.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Please click to enlarge</i></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">Metal, dowel rods, cardboard and acrylic on canvas in deep,
white painted timber frame</span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">64cms x 64cms<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><i><span style="font-size: medium;">2022<o:p></o:p></span></i></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">The coast of the British Isles is littered with shipwrecks
of almost every type, and the coast of Cornwall because of its location and topography,
inevitably has its fair share.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Although born in Devonport, the untutored painter Alfred
Wallis is often considered as ‘Cornish,’ as for most of his life he lived in St
Ives, the fact that he lived in St Ives was fortuitous, as it was there in 1928
that the painters Ben Nicholson and Cristopher Wood ‘discovered’ him – had he
been living elsewhere, it is quite possible that he might have remained
unknown. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">His various paintings on the theme of the <i>Wreck of the
Alba</i>, graphically depict that eponymous steam propelled vessel as it was
quite literally being overwhelmed by massive waves at Porthmeor Beach on 31<sup>st</sup>
January 1938. Despite the valiant efforts of the St Ives lifeboat, which itself
capsized and was washed on to the rocks, five members of Alba’s crew were lost.
Most of the remains of the vessel have been washed away, but the boiler is
still discernible at exceptionally low tides. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Vastly different, from Wallis’ powerful and expressive
painterly recollections of an event, the aftermath of which, he almost
certainly witnessed, are the incisive, mostly black and white photographs of wrecks of mainly, but not
exclusively, sailing craft around the coast of Devon and Cornwall taken since
1869 by successive generations of the Gibson family of the Scilly Isles.
<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Wreckpiece</i>, is different again, and although
essentially an abstraction, allows for an imaginative response in the viewer,
the various elements of its composition perhaps ‘standing in’ for objects,
rather than imitating them in meticulous detail. The piece of found, weathered
metal, for example, is visually interesting and plays a key part in the
composition, but at the same time may serve to represent a piece of marine
wreckage – possibly a remnant of a boiler, or a prow and the broken cylinder,
possibly a funnel.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">The intersecting rods are essentially an abstract,
sculptural construct, serving to hold the image firmly in place, but may also
serve as co-ordinates, indicating the location of a shipwreck.<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p>
</p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">April 2022</span><o:p></o:p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-39147074737041046662022-02-27T15:13:00.005-08:002022-02-28T14:09:19.379-08:00Longcoast Pierpiece<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5NoNA4U84tjuF4GcRA-BGOZ9sRuKtq6sQ8kmfAmr_MxWwPSB1F50nXnoEKKlcxH5liOsta2JDWJvWNeRXOsYdH4dp2YyXZbhXNDSMeIM5ohs2IQj5SCGixRHC4QnTZxoHg7zosorBl8nhN1xXYywDol9TqyrsF5mMcWb8bmNqE8b0eqhBM8B2Zbsw=s5235" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Mixed media artwork by George Taylor" border="0" data-original-height="1547" data-original-width="5235" height="119" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEi5NoNA4U84tjuF4GcRA-BGOZ9sRuKtq6sQ8kmfAmr_MxWwPSB1F50nXnoEKKlcxH5liOsta2JDWJvWNeRXOsYdH4dp2YyXZbhXNDSMeIM5ohs2IQj5SCGixRHC4QnTZxoHg7zosorBl8nhN1xXYywDol9TqyrsF5mMcWb8bmNqE8b0eqhBM8B2Zbsw=w400-h119" title="Longcoast Pierpiece" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i>Please click to enlarge</i></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>Mixed Media</i></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">2021</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><i>In a deep timber, white painted, custom-built frame: H 41cm W 120cm D 13cm </i> </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">This work fits within the large body of three-dimensional wall hung work that I have been engaged in for the past four years or so, it is closely related to my now extensive Elemental Series and to the pieces I have been making that are informed by direct experience of forceful, dynamic coastal interaction.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">The idea of making a work from part of the neck of an old Sitar led me to think about linearity, and as the wooden remnant has some subtle decorative features, these reminded me a little of Edwardian and Victorian seaside piers, but also made me think about the meandering, convoluted, natural linearity of coastlines, and the straight and rigid linearity of the seaside pier. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">But above all, of the opposing linearities of coastline and pier, and the interactive physical dynamics that a substantial, fixed manufactured structure causes when intruding at a more or less a ninety-degree angle into a massive elemental, global liquid phenomenon – the sea.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">An immersive, ever mobile, natural substance influenced by the winds and the tides, which swirls and eddies around and amongst the human-made engineered structure, that has the potential to overwhelm it – and sometimes does.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">In symbolic terms, another example of liminal interaction, of the coastal interplay of hard and soft, an interpretative, three-dimensional, interfusive allusion to phenomenological experience rather than a prescriptive illusion.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;">February 2022</span></p><div><br /></div>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-46294573442315533552021-12-29T08:57:00.016-08:002021-12-29T13:35:30.600-08:00 Paint, Emotion, Landscape, Space and Weather<p><b><i>Click on an image to enlarge.</i></b></p><p><b><i><br /></i></b></p><p><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8zNI8w2JBcty0-Ia86F7RhLlTY261BKLvM_QViTFkwBuxW7MbMyqp1b1GzvGlx8IY9Aq0uba_R8o5Hi_zU7--TXz81oQn74rJsvxbxnnbHIoIMo3YAc9S8IVxUbLcDMeDUA0C2xj7W7iWB8z_ZFTFIzvZsn0CEwa8YuiOfPTS35XMmeul5SWnjrhg=s7817" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4500" data-original-width="7817" height="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEg8zNI8w2JBcty0-Ia86F7RhLlTY261BKLvM_QViTFkwBuxW7MbMyqp1b1GzvGlx8IY9Aq0uba_R8o5Hi_zU7--TXz81oQn74rJsvxbxnnbHIoIMo3YAc9S8IVxUbLcDMeDUA0C2xj7W7iWB8z_ZFTFIzvZsn0CEwa8YuiOfPTS35XMmeul5SWnjrhg=w400-h230" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size: medium;">Earthstorm 5</span></div><i style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></i><p></p><p><i><span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Earthstorm 1, 2, 3 and 5<br /></b></span></i><span style="font-size: medium;">Mixed media on board</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">I recently placed an image on my website of a painting that
I had rediscovered in my studio store, and at about the same time, had also
rediscovered in my image archive, images of three paintings of similar size
which I made about fifteen years ago, which are no longer in my possession. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">The discovery of these four modest paintings from my <i>Earthstorm
Series</i> caused me to think about the relationship between the five critical
components of their content and thus by extension, their meaning and how this
transcends the sum of their parts and furthermore, how the paint synthesises
and ameliorates all five components into a coherent whole but retains its
innate qualities as material.<br /><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBr6NqIMyaQv1GNj35P9ajUEeIEN9r0rOSQRWOdA7OrN5UAdE-u4vScmfC0YXYk4NMqDz7Rz965DlO9F3QOuc5ejPskVYWVipC_gRAuuRuV0i1kX1Z_wskycMMWtr12v5rFXJQXECSafn-UYkJY2oai9rf6MEmNJ1Uw25MO11uXe7oIZwc5FijT4C5=s3373" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1772" data-original-width="3373" height="210" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjBr6NqIMyaQv1GNj35P9ajUEeIEN9r0rOSQRWOdA7OrN5UAdE-u4vScmfC0YXYk4NMqDz7Rz965DlO9F3QOuc5ejPskVYWVipC_gRAuuRuV0i1kX1Z_wskycMMWtr12v5rFXJQXECSafn-UYkJY2oai9rf6MEmNJ1Uw25MO11uXe7oIZwc5FijT4C5=w400-h210" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Earthstorm 1</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">It seems to me that paintings that celebrate, and do not
attempt to disguise or deny the plastic qualities of the material from which
they are made, are generally more potent as ‘paintings’, rather than those in which
paint <a name="_Int_tSLlKT5V">is utilised as a </a>vehicle in an effort to create
a simulacrum of objective reality.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnDvjw-Ow3s62bL3bhC4T13Ts9-EzoowyJl0rQcqh-KFfcajO12bnRPH-aHglFVKK_DxZ1eOVNvLgj0Pdf4TQ2JVYsIhnd8q9cBeh3MC-GYiwVm5EgS5FTuDJWTOFO7bdEANur2IIGcQUr8vzhhWfRJVjhEz7NKLKXYSVUK7PLg7Kb3po8y93g4Qe7=s3395" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1772" data-original-width="3395" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgnDvjw-Ow3s62bL3bhC4T13Ts9-EzoowyJl0rQcqh-KFfcajO12bnRPH-aHglFVKK_DxZ1eOVNvLgj0Pdf4TQ2JVYsIhnd8q9cBeh3MC-GYiwVm5EgS5FTuDJWTOFO7bdEANur2IIGcQUr8vzhhWfRJVjhEz7NKLKXYSVUK7PLg7Kb3po8y93g4Qe7=w400-h209" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Earthstorm 2</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;"><o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">To allow the paint to live and breathe, not to stifle or to
camouflage its intrinsic character or to allow it to be subsumed and merely
become a vehicle for pictorial illusion, a mere means to an end, is in my view,
central to the act of painting. <o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJ6yA4HF7kZd1tgNNkvzsaul61PUEicIMSiYqhyfVX4advIxI1URnUhG3npaknrezKUOPomOhaZmtzZDjDxsiwLDgwP62-RZQRd-ANl__WEgqBTximwd7F0j5S-tkjhdHY6_E8SNjJq1bHnO-Ym2luI-TS-XCns-tOA1ZHzSgxAKojA5N3nJ4PfRmx=s3388" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1772" data-original-width="3388" height="209" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjJ6yA4HF7kZd1tgNNkvzsaul61PUEicIMSiYqhyfVX4advIxI1URnUhG3npaknrezKUOPomOhaZmtzZDjDxsiwLDgwP62-RZQRd-ANl__WEgqBTximwd7F0j5S-tkjhdHY6_E8SNjJq1bHnO-Ym2luI-TS-XCns-tOA1ZHzSgxAKojA5N3nJ4PfRmx=w400-h209" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Earthstorm 3</span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">Turner is perhaps, the archetypical example of a landscape
painter who masterfully uses paint first and foremost to fuse emotion,
landscape, space and weather in a coherent, compelling image, but the paint
remains as material evidence of the act of painting, recognising, rather than
denying its innate nature and physicality.<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">For me, some other artists from more recent times, not
necessarily landscape painters, who celebrate paint <i>per se</i> and the
physical act of painting, often via direct expressionistic gesture, include
Howard Hodgkin, Frank Auerbach, Peter Lanyon, Gillian Ayres, Willem de Kooning,
Nicholas de Stael, and Helen Frankenthaler- although Frankenthaler often
employs staining techniques in her work, she nonetheless, emphasises the
importance of material and process. <o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><o:p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></o:p></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">George Taylor<o:p></o:p></span></p>
<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: medium;">December 2021</span><o:p></o:p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-13830812281633834672021-08-30T14:15:00.003-07:002021-08-31T18:02:04.969-07:00Rain, Sea and Wind<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj53aTKgRrREVp3naQk9Lkl5tBgOyzeJcls2EYHd82Uvd2M6jBmeTV9XAxwkWJDPvh_6MZUhd5FPoE4WIBxUOIbT6Iea1MSTPlYzIM1DkNk_wKEj0Z5vrERe0QqHWUL7x2fxp3xzgqCrCA/s1772/Rain%252C+Sea+and+Wind.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1326" data-original-width="1772" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj53aTKgRrREVp3naQk9Lkl5tBgOyzeJcls2EYHd82Uvd2M6jBmeTV9XAxwkWJDPvh_6MZUhd5FPoE4WIBxUOIbT6Iea1MSTPlYzIM1DkNk_wKEj0Z5vrERe0QqHWUL7x2fxp3xzgqCrCA/w400-h299/Rain%252C+Sea+and+Wind.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Rain, Sea and Wind</span><br /><i><span>Pastel, Pencil and Acrylic on Board</span></i></span></div><br /><p></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E46" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E46" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E47" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E47" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This mixed media painting emanated from the extensive series of works I made for my ‘Flamborough Series’ in the late ‘eighties. I had spent a considerable amount of time exploring and experiencing the coastal landscape around Flamborough Head in preparation for an exhibition organised by the former Humberside County Council in 1991</span><span id="E48" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E48" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. The exhibition</span><span id="E49" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E49" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E50" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E50" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">took place</span><span id="E51" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E51" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> at two venues, the gallery at Bridlington Library and fittingly, at Flamborough Library.</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E52" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E52" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E53" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E53" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">(Since 1996</span><span id="E54" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E54" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E55" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E55" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">F</span><span id="E56" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E56" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">lam</span><span id="E57" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E57" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">borough Head </span><span id="E58" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E58" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">has been administratively</span><span id="E59" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E59" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E60" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E60" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">within the remit of </span><span id="E61" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E61" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">the </span><span id="E62" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E62" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">East</span><span id="E63" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E63" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Riding of Yorkshire Council)
</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E52" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E52" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNstcKwdpYLYxR2ze1epE5zk44XRQpzkks-ryn5ckCjgJcm8LNqPDB5VycImtKuwLrFaNt7SaKvc4MjrxdS8_cVfSpIO7NUhhHIsAGuwMAlrJZkxttZ7bNWN6kXqkDoEFlrerEPcBUd0/s2048/Flamborough+Exhibition+Poster..JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1361" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNstcKwdpYLYxR2ze1epE5zk44XRQpzkks-ryn5ckCjgJcm8LNqPDB5VycImtKuwLrFaNt7SaKvc4MjrxdS8_cVfSpIO7NUhhHIsAGuwMAlrJZkxttZ7bNWN6kXqkDoEFlrerEPcBUd0/w426-h640/Flamborough+Exhibition+Poster..JPG" width="426" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E63" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E64" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E64" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E65" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E65" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I deliberately made the subjects comprising most of the pictures recognisable as distinctive features of this incredibly visually stimulating coastal landscape, as in 'Eve Rock'</span><span id="E67" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E67" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. But some of the pieces, I later reworked to emphasise, not so much, the distinctive physical topography, but the all-consuming impact of the immersive coastal weather, </span><span id="E68" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E68" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">the </span><span id="E69" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E69" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">dramatic light and the complexity of seabird flight that I had experienced during my walks amongst and around that remarkably singular coastal location. ‘Rain, Sea and Wind’ was one of these reworked pieces, as was ‘White Rock’.</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E64" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E64" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E69" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E64" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E64" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpmFjpnK08LrpYBxVU6fgmHKdG6bxfdQ1KaccUKVJGcmQGVHgSny6NiRRMqlj2Xdx_qgfJbWDGdIKC2BE5dJakvbMfcBe-Yxje0L9GTHcbE-fE6gPrlO_nWsZqP4dUYMU0q_qhvxLgA8/s2048/Eve+Rock..JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1594" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqpmFjpnK08LrpYBxVU6fgmHKdG6bxfdQ1KaccUKVJGcmQGVHgSny6NiRRMqlj2Xdx_qgfJbWDGdIKC2BE5dJakvbMfcBe-Yxje0L9GTHcbE-fE6gPrlO_nWsZqP4dUYMU0q_qhvxLgA8/w311-h400/Eve+Rock..JPG" width="311" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: large; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Eve Rock</span><br /><i><span>Pastel and Pencil on Board</span></i></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /><span is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E69" style="display: inline; font-size: large; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><p></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E64" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E64" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAR5bmu3MnOr6lArIg6jI62pBxCXw_LPG7ZQCcva8HeU0sHgBHqlP3BRCtqw6U4FUN4d2tLy1dwNGj5OFC7Y00kXJINqJIYsSaaSBjD1WKWSKTITP_anjFMK2IC1w6T1IlOEmUaezx01Y/s1772/White+Rock.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1325" data-original-width="1772" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAR5bmu3MnOr6lArIg6jI62pBxCXw_LPG7ZQCcva8HeU0sHgBHqlP3BRCtqw6U4FUN4d2tLy1dwNGj5OFC7Y00kXJINqJIYsSaaSBjD1WKWSKTITP_anjFMK2IC1w6T1IlOEmUaezx01Y/w400-h299/White+Rock.jpg" width="400" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: medium;">White Rock</span><br /><i><span>Pastel, Pencil and Acrylic on Board</span></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></i></span></div><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span><p></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E80" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E80" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E81" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E81" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I had also walked the coast path to observe the Old Harry Rocks formation in Dorset</span><span id="E82" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E82" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">,</span><span id="E83" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E83" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> and had taken a boat from Swanage to view these stunning, naturally sculpted rock formations from the sea</span><span id="E84" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E84" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E85" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E85" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">and</span><span id="E86" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E86" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> co</span><span id="E87" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E87" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">urse</span><span id="E88" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E88" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">,</span><span id="E89" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E89" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E90" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E90" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">the well known</span><span id="E91" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E91" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Needles outcrop off the</span><span id="E92" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E92" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> Isle of Wight, </span><span id="E93" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E93" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">which is punctuated by the </span><span id="E94" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E94" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">red and </span><span id="E95" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E95" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">white </span><span id="E96" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E96" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">banded, </span><span id="E97" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E97" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">man made lighthouse</span><span id="E98" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E98" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, </span><span id="E99" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E99" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">like a full stop, </span><span id="E100" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E100" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">whereas the lighthouse at Flamborough is s</span><span id="E101" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E101" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">e</span><span id="E102" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E102" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">t back </span><span id="E103" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E103" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">on the headland.</span><span id="E104" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E104" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E105" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E105" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E106" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E106" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E107" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E107" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">These formations are mainland chalk promontories, but on the west coast of Scotland we had driven across Mull, taken the ferry from Fionnphort to Iona, and then on by small boat to Staffa, as it happened, in spectacular, squally weather conditions, to experience at first hand the approach to that small, remote island, up to and into the imposing Fingal’s Cave, with its architectonic hexagonal </span><span id="E108" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E108" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">volcanically formed </span><span id="E109" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E109" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">basalt columns. This small landmass was possibly, long ago in geological time, a part of a much larger island which included Mull and Iona.</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E110" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E110" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E111" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E111" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">There is something intensely dramatic about approaching these massive geological configurations, </span><span id="E112" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E112" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">formed</span><span id="E113" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E113" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> by the erosive action of wind and wave over countless millennia, from the seaward aspect, but Flamborough Head offered such a wide range of visual interpretations, that I decided to make most of the topographical paintings from the landward view, but sometimes, also from the shore margins between tides.</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E114" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E114" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E115" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E115" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E116" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E116" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">George Taylor</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E117" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E117" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><span id="E118" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E118" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">August </span><span id="E119" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E119" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">2021</span></span></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comFlamborough, Bridlington YO15, UK54.116328 -0.12483325.806094163821157 -35.281083 82.426561836178848 35.031417tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-85181599016661588872021-06-30T07:29:00.003-07:002021-06-30T07:44:50.263-07:00Fjordpiece<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIAC-Oh9uWX_x02kKR26zE9_5ZGkZQuV93ciAcgALbKyIZ-yPs71mGwKXfB3gmMe95oZU_uCPJSDetDm1IW2Wmu2djHHsiI4qyYOYRtmhxPG9UMcvjWvwHjakqTZMoUZhC7MjAvM_65S0/s2048/Fjordpiece-George-Taylor.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1484" data-original-width="2048" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIAC-Oh9uWX_x02kKR26zE9_5ZGkZQuV93ciAcgALbKyIZ-yPs71mGwKXfB3gmMe95oZU_uCPJSDetDm1IW2Wmu2djHHsiI4qyYOYRtmhxPG9UMcvjWvwHjakqTZMoUZhC7MjAvM_65S0/w400-h290/Fjordpiece-George-Taylor.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><i>Fjordpiece 2021, a wall hung multi-dimensional work.<br />Image size: 55cms X 75cms<br />Paper, acrylic paint, cardboard, and balsa wood on heavyweight paper mounted on to board.</i></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">For the past few years, I have been exploring the colour blue, not entirely for its own sake, but also </span><span style="font-family: arial;">in relation to white.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Blue and white have a natural affinity and attract us at a subliminal elemental level, possibly </span><span style="font-family: arial;">because they are the colours of the space immediately above our heads and of the waters that </span><span style="font-family: arial;">surround us.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">The blue affects and influences the white and vice versa.</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Much of my recent work has a marine, oceanic feel, and this is far from accidental.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">As a species, at a critical point in our evolution we emerged from the waters and began the long </span><span style="font-family: arial;">transition to becoming land creatures.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">The constantly changing liminal space, between hard and soft, the sea and the land, the deep blue of </span><span style="font-family: arial;">the waves and the white spume as they break against the land, fascinates us and we are drawn to it </span><span style="font-family: arial;">inexorably.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Following yet another unimaginable passage of time, the continents will have shifted and the </span><span style="font-family: arial;">sea/shores we are familiar with will be elsewhere.</span></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">Where will our species be then?</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">George Taylor</span></p><p><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: medium;">June 2021</span></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-71023692630676303782021-04-30T06:28:00.067-07:002021-04-30T09:19:23.933-07:00Voyager<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="16"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxe58tXv-YYNhh7e5GEFj1HY4Z7bCqDvXHP5FwRQrwvUSGa1Z1LrQGn8JOkwrV3alSES86BI-NtlzFmWiNrVRip-AcCydufJybeOnyGXcDXe48ciQfjMlUtuX6_BKqEPlOW5NmJvL4K7U/s1772/Voyager.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1763" data-original-width="1772" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxe58tXv-YYNhh7e5GEFj1HY4Z7bCqDvXHP5FwRQrwvUSGa1Z1LrQGn8JOkwrV3alSES86BI-NtlzFmWiNrVRip-AcCydufJybeOnyGXcDXe48ciQfjMlUtuX6_BKqEPlOW5NmJvL4K7U/w400-h398/Voyager.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E52" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E52" style="display: inline; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">Mixed media on canvas
</span><span id="E54" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E54" style="display: inline; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">Image </span><span id="E55" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E55" style="display: inline; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">size </span><span id="E56" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E56" style="display: inline; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">94cms x 94cms </span><span id="E57" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E57" style="display: inline; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">Framed size 115cms x 115cms</span></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: small; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></p><span style="font-family: arial;"><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E59" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E59" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E60" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E60" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This work, made in 2010, explores, amongst other things, the two dimensional ‘spatial’ phenomenon </span><span id="E61" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E61" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">which</span><span id="E62" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E62" style="display: inline; font-weight: bold; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E63" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E63" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">occurs in painting</span><span id="E64" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E64" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E65" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E65" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">and</span><span id="E66" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E66" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">,</span><span id="E67" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E67" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> especially in abstraction. Obviously, it is not possible to create an actual, third physical dimension from a flat, usually wall hung, two-dimensional object, having only height and width, so this work explores pictorial space on a two-dimensional plane, bounded by distinctly defined perimeters or edges.</span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E68" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E68" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E69" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E69" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">As some elements are collaged, </span><span id="E70" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E70" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">literally, </span><span id="E71" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E71" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">stuck to the surface, these do have an actual, albeit</span><span id="E72" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E72" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E73" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E73" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">minimal, </span><span id="E74" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E74" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">third dimension, but this is a projection forward from the picture plane, not, as it were, behind it.</span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E75" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E75" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E76" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E76" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">This is not a constructed illusion or representation, achieved traditionally, for example, via the application of the principles of vanishing point perspective, conventional composition, or the prescriptive use of colour, formulaic modelling</span><span id="E77" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E77" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E78" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E78" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">and tone to describe and allude to three-dimensional form. These techniques have been prevalent throughout the history of painting to represent, illustrate, stand in</span><span id="E79" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E79" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E80" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E80" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">for</span><span id="E81" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E81" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, serve as, or be a proxy for recognisable objects or entities in what may be described as the real world. </span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E82" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E82" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E83" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E83" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">But rather, it is the consequence of the juxtaposition and interaction, of a variety of often ambiguous, incongruous, and sometimes, vaguely symbolic coloured marks, shapes and gestures within a given flat surface area. The intention being to produce an image that is intrinsic</span><span id="E84" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E84" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E85" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E85" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">and self-contained, and which contains no intended narrative, ‘subject’, comment</span><span id="E86" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E86" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> or </span><span id="E87" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E87" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">message</span><span id="E88" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E88" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">. </span><span id="E89" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E89" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E90" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E90" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span><span id="E91" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E91" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E92" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E92" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span id="E93" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E93" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The title, which is essentially a referential device, may refer to the Voyager space mission, or to a voyage or a journey</span><span id="E94" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E94" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, or</span><span id="E95" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E95" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> to none of these things.</span></p></span><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">……………………………………………………………..</span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">The poet and writer John Updike said: ‘What art offers is space - a certain breathing room for the spirit.’ </span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; white-space: pre-wrap;">Updike, on hearing a comment made by Patrick Heron, about the paintings of Terry Frost, to the effect that ’Frost’s space is deeper than Poliakoff’s and, not as deep as that of Soulage’s,’ also authored a poem called ‘The Moderate,’ which in a light hearted manner, comprises a short, comparative essay on ‘space’ in abstract painting. </span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">George Taylor</span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-1" id="E51" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E51" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="background-color: white; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: left;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">April 2021</span></p><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="4"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="5"><qowt-section id="E46" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="6"><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-2" id="E109" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E109" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-2" id="E109" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E109" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="4"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" wfd-id="5"><qowt-section named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="6"><p class="x-scope qowt-word-para-2" id="E109" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E109" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.295; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 8pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt; white-space: pre-wrap;">The Moderate</span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E116" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E116" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E117" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E117" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">‘Soulage’s space is deep and wide </span><span id="E118" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E118" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">–</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E119" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E119" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E120" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E120" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">Beware!’ they said. ‘Beware,’ </span><span id="E121" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E121" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">they cried</span><span id="E122" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E122" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">,</span><span id="E123" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E123" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E124" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E124" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E125" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E125" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">‘The yawning gap, the black abyss</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E126" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E126" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E127" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E127" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">That closes with a dreadful hiss!</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E128" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E128" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E129" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E129" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E130" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E130" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">‘That shallow space by Poliakoff,’</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E131" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E131" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E132" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E132" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">They added, is a wretched trough.</span><span id="E133" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E133" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E134" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E134" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E135" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E135" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">It wrinkles, splinters, shreds and fades;</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E136" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E136" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E137" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E137" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">It wouldn’t hold the Jack of Spades.’</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E138" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E138" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E139" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E139" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E140" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E140" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">‘But where?’ I asked, bewildered, lost.</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E141" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E141" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E142" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E142" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">‘Go seek, ‘they said, ‘the space of Frost;</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E143" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E143" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E144" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E144" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">It’s not too bonny, not too braw –</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E145" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E145" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E146" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E146" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">The nicest space you ever saw</span><span id="E147" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E147" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">.’</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E148" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E148" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E149" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E149" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span id="E150" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E150" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">I harked, and he</span><span id="E151" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E151" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">ard</span><span id="E152" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E152" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">, and here I live</span><span id="E153" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E153" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;">,</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E154" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E154" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E155" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E155" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Delighted to be relative.</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E156" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E156" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p></qowt-section></div></div><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contentsContainer" style="-webkit-box-flex: 1; padding-left: 72pt; padding-right: 72pt;" wfd-id="1"><div class="style-scope qowt-page" id="contents" wfd-id="2"><qowt-section break-before="" indexed-flow="SI14" named-flow="FLOW-2" qowt-eid="E46" style="column-count: 1; display: block; position: relative; tab-size: 0.5in; z-index: 2;" wfd-id="3"><p class="qowt-stl-NoSpacing x-scope qowt-word-para-0" id="E157" is="qowt-word-para" qowt-eid="E157" qowt-entry="undefined" qowt-lvl="undefined" style="display: block; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 1.2; list-style-type: none; margin: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 0pt; text-align: justify;"><span id="E158" is="qowt-word-run" qowt-eid="E158" style="display: inline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-family: arial;">John Updike.</span></span></p></qowt-section></div></div></blockquote><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="0"><br /></div><br /><p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-146830782734780352021-03-01T16:47:00.049-08:002021-03-01T17:34:04.177-08:00Spacestorm<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="0"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="8"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="9"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgvMrZnDhZQJC1J_8cCrunp_LUQlelC0KeZwidvczx3mnwXYgWY0D2QZKoXtCTAWtAbCp3zAigf7HR1sXyL8lD5PHnClieGjcE4D36Cubd7ER5vgl9HMFsdRfDfRR9bjQAqdgubSUYvA/s2048/Spacestorm.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1158" data-original-width="2048" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgvMrZnDhZQJC1J_8cCrunp_LUQlelC0KeZwidvczx3mnwXYgWY0D2QZKoXtCTAWtAbCp3zAigf7HR1sXyL8lD5PHnClieGjcE4D36Cubd7ER5vgl9HMFsdRfDfRR9bjQAqdgubSUYvA/w400-h226/Spacestorm.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2949pt; margin-bottom: 8pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; language: en-GB; mso-ansi-language: en-GB; mso-ligatures: none;"><span dir="ltr"></span>2016, Mixed Media on Board</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2949pt; margin-bottom: 8pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly; mso-pagination: none;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; font-style: italic; line-height: 119%;">Size 25cms x 44cms, including frame 50cms x 68.5cms</span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 119%;">.</span> </p><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2949pt; margin-bottom: 8pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly; mso-pagination: none;"><br /></p></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Raleway, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: justify;">This painting employs a variety of mixed media techniques to visually describe the spatial dynamics of an incoming coastal storm and the relative insignificance of humans in relation to such powerful natural forces.<br />I have physically experienced many such coastal storms, especially when researching my 'Flamborough Series' in the very early 'eighties, but a particularly dramatic and thus, memorable instance took place on the North Cornish Coast at Portreath in the 1970's and was essentially the source for this picture.</p><p style="text-align: justify;"><br />Given this, it is not difficult to understand why Turner felt he had to lash himself bodily to a ship's mast in order to gain the direct experience necessary to paint 'Snow -Storm, Steam-Boat off a Harbour Mouth'.<br />In such circumstances, the portrayal of detail is futile, as the experience is all-consuming and overwhelming - only the controlled energy of expressionism will serve the purpose.<br /><br />George Taylor<br />February 2021</p></span></span></div><p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-70787731495414042602020-12-19T07:26:00.022-08:002021-01-02T04:11:11.896-08:00Seasurge Penwith<p><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;" wfd-id="16"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;" wfd-id="16"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0PjHW5AKIuFiu98qF6aM3Fw7XHHF6JQMaATjlojkGuKIBG6mCFd6Fd4cEU-P-yo8uG-S5wgPI_3v5jky_l7Vg9yWnhArcMZCBaIbg5_G3TWJ-Fo4s7RHy0sas9n7QzMCbPAdVC_0pMg/s2048/Seasurge+Penwith.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1611" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiH0PjHW5AKIuFiu98qF6aM3Fw7XHHF6JQMaATjlojkGuKIBG6mCFd6Fd4cEU-P-yo8uG-S5wgPI_3v5jky_l7Vg9yWnhArcMZCBaIbg5_G3TWJ-Fo4s7RHy0sas9n7QzMCbPAdVC_0pMg/w315-h400/Seasurge+Penwith.JPG" width="315" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-size: 11pt; text-align: center;" wfd-id="15"><br /></div><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">This work is a three-dimensional visual composite of several locations on the Penwith coast where the tidal surges interact dynamically and dramatically with the hard, geological landscape.<br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: medium; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="14"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WOKbNU_yDVPNt0JJiilUzxOnZ2LmRxUh_QYUQocLjxVbjypGdoglYVXpSG9fV0xTXsTJB4Q-D_iijSuxNHf34H09VQHyWNY-IEYwpMXl1lmvQ1-OtTNg06pnqnW68JG_ovkBxIMi6lM/s2592/DSC01406+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2592" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8WOKbNU_yDVPNt0JJiilUzxOnZ2LmRxUh_QYUQocLjxVbjypGdoglYVXpSG9fV0xTXsTJB4Q-D_iijSuxNHf34H09VQHyWNY-IEYwpMXl1lmvQ1-OtTNg06pnqnW68JG_ovkBxIMi6lM/w400-h300/DSC01406+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="13"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="9"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="12"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRyAtxg4blu9kPMsJXKLimhG3Qt_NkoxuZHIoYItyxR7g-s16LzU-0934_uARRwlVPbt7xjBSxwVRWcw4h45Km__QPZe_770CpwMXZIvwWHessd4utrOEesMef1qctMGJVqjS15tkS1I/s2592/DSC01407+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2592" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfRyAtxg4blu9kPMsJXKLimhG3Qt_NkoxuZHIoYItyxR7g-s16LzU-0934_uARRwlVPbt7xjBSxwVRWcw4h45Km__QPZe_770CpwMXZIvwWHessd4utrOEesMef1qctMGJVqjS15tkS1I/w400-h300/DSC01407+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="11"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="10"><br /></div></div><span style="font-size: medium;">At Gwennap Head, for example, the red and the black and white navigation markers, appear incongruous in the natural landscape and have a strange, other-worldly feel, rather like the surreal, geometric sculptural objects in some of the paintings of Paul Nash, or of Giorgio De Chirico. </span><div wfd-id="0"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span id="docs-internal-guid-6d096e80-7fff-69b0-e864-d3c89fa8f8d1"><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="8"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsBAzi-U8TDz5wltk83UMu4_y0FF5U3Chl83_fA69qqpgDAsKT5cYouHzviSCyv1WBgIkdbaq6ki-fhRHEujeYlcEKp_-N-M9M_3pZWMhgDrGe94ZZsY6Tu6RVQYf-9sVbVaWkU0nP8xs/s2592/DSC01410+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2592" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsBAzi-U8TDz5wltk83UMu4_y0FF5U3Chl83_fA69qqpgDAsKT5cYouHzviSCyv1WBgIkdbaq6ki-fhRHEujeYlcEKp_-N-M9M_3pZWMhgDrGe94ZZsY6Tu6RVQYf-9sVbVaWkU0nP8xs/w400-h300/DSC01410+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="7"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="6"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="5"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0NngL8M0GD8m6ElWI4PUjQ3STSPUnYG04CCEb9L-YvrCb7mYaUZy_Q3pPLeHkAtrawMcbGs6Z0sYm_SyU3iIMoMa8dt1x3QHIAqHSkb_tpLNEGdY2n0C97xlYs-f3ENxlrsLUNGWPDaQ/s2592/DSC01414+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2592" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0NngL8M0GD8m6ElWI4PUjQ3STSPUnYG04CCEb9L-YvrCb7mYaUZy_Q3pPLeHkAtrawMcbGs6Z0sYm_SyU3iIMoMa8dt1x3QHIAqHSkb_tpLNEGdY2n0C97xlYs-f3ENxlrsLUNGWPDaQ/w400-h300/DSC01414+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><p></p><span style="font-size: medium;">However, to describe these artefacts literally in a piece such as this would not be apposite, as the work is about extreme movement, colour and physical energy, so perhaps in the disorienting maelstrom of a coastal storm, the red cone becomes less distinct and more blurred. </span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="4"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTM08zEQAPS2rSByyA3xNoRO4CaEPOkzRHRaMkEggIf2qutWJIsMHinvISHkMbploi1ugnHUk6KkChesK-op7mll8diBVlzijRqJqNszmaTjT5q-qPjcDRCcXkvjdQcyW_4vldECLSrOQ/s1871/DSC01413+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1871" data-original-width="1797" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTM08zEQAPS2rSByyA3xNoRO4CaEPOkzRHRaMkEggIf2qutWJIsMHinvISHkMbploi1ugnHUk6KkChesK-op7mll8diBVlzijRqJqNszmaTjT5q-qPjcDRCcXkvjdQcyW_4vldECLSrOQ/w384-h400/DSC01413+%25282%2529.JPG" width="384" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="3"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="2"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR-pU5t7GBD_iDqiG-Q767CPLdUXS5-M0iRgskEWdAb7a5qxqUw28Q6FEQ6oMenj_8QrbBWFHwF7e7VcwNtBY8i_78wQDUIMVcOglpkb9SapNQUKulB-1pH6ItVZTXwKn2zt3FD0Xy6uo/s2592/DSC01421+%25282%2529.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1944" data-original-width="2592" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgR-pU5t7GBD_iDqiG-Q767CPLdUXS5-M0iRgskEWdAb7a5qxqUw28Q6FEQ6oMenj_8QrbBWFHwF7e7VcwNtBY8i_78wQDUIMVcOglpkb9SapNQUKulB-1pH6ItVZTXwKn2zt3FD0Xy6uo/w400-h300/DSC01421+%25282%2529.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><p></p><span style="font-size: medium;">My painting from 2009, titled <i>Wild Sea Rising</i>, (in Gallery 1 of my web site) is concerned with the natural power and uncontrollable force of the ocean expressed in a painterly expressionistic manner, whilst in <i>Seasurge Penwith</i> the interaction between water, wind and coast is described using three dimensional materials. </span><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span></p><p dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.295; margin-bottom: 8pt; margin-top: 0pt;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="1"><span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEyW-8ol9DvLc-JbMgFHJBkTQrdxTD_SlU8TksKEIGr2YJHdfNwHfye2hUc221wQmLUL_qs-u_YlwlYiTtcDPGzivkFsquofvuyevVm3e_sD6qvPJWoTIFnHALfKwCS_p0Bh2xn-2DdA/s1772/Wild+Sea+Rising.jpg" style="font-size: large; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1285" data-original-width="1772" height="290" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZEyW-8ol9DvLc-JbMgFHJBkTQrdxTD_SlU8TksKEIGr2YJHdfNwHfye2hUc221wQmLUL_qs-u_YlwlYiTtcDPGzivkFsquofvuyevVm3e_sD6qvPJWoTIFnHALfKwCS_p0Bh2xn-2DdA/w400-h290/Wild+Sea+Rising.jpg" width="400" /></a><br /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Wild Sea Rising by George Taylor</span></span></span></div><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br />In his work, the late Cornish born painter Peter Lanyon, often depicts a complex version of landscape from multiple angles, rather than from the conventional single ‘window’ viewpoint, thus the image becomes an all-encompassing expression of experience, albeit in two dimensions. Lanyon also made three dimensional constructions in order to translate into visual terms complex phenomenological interaction. <br /><br /><br />George Taylor<br /><br />December 2020</span><div wfd-id="0"><span face="Calibri, sans-serif" style="font-size: 11pt; font-variant-east-asian: normal; font-variant-numeric: normal; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></div></div>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-15075131725521024292020-11-04T17:57:00.009-08:002021-03-01T17:36:03.053-08:00Encounter<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="18"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-80_E5yNlt5qr9MbwJu-vt7JNz-aFhw_o96w3kEDrm2MrxG7f7lnfKDtAbX0HZLnjUwMYdsofYs7hH7wWYwFyRxPYsXucRC2BSSKomonGcyHbMdVq8hEDL3z8yMw1LFxZShSvaIqfmI/s937/Encounter.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="926" data-original-width="937" height="395" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg-80_E5yNlt5qr9MbwJu-vt7JNz-aFhw_o96w3kEDrm2MrxG7f7lnfKDtAbX0HZLnjUwMYdsofYs7hH7wWYwFyRxPYsXucRC2BSSKomonGcyHbMdVq8hEDL3z8yMw1LFxZShSvaIqfmI/w400-h395/Encounter.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="17"><i style="font-family: arial;">2010, 80cms x 80cms, acrylic paint, textile, paper and pencil on canvas.<span style="font-size: large;"> </span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;" wfd-id="15"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><p style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Visual art that does not pretend to be a constructed representation of something else in
the real world but is itself a discrete entity in the real world, should like music, have an
autonomous, ‘life of its own.’ It should have an energy, a vitality, should excite the senses
and the emotions, hopefully, beyond self-conscious thought and words. <br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Unless there is an immediate and lasting connection with the senses and vitally, directly
with the observers’ nervous system, it is likely to serve no purpose beyond the decorative. <br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">The late American abstract expressionist painter Franz Kline, when asked to explain his
abstraction said: 'I’ll answer you in the same way Louis Armstrong does when they ask him
what it means when he blows his trumpet. Louis says, Brother, if you don’t get it, there is
no way I can tell you.’ <br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">There is a tendency to over intellectualise painting and art in general and of course, this the
territory of the critics and the curators, but frankly, with the entity in front of you, you
either respond or you do not. There may of course be degrees of response, and provided
you do not automatically reject within a few seconds, as many do, more complete and
satisfying responses may occur given prolonged engagement. <br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">However, as Louis firmly implied, there is no way that he, or anyone else can explain, or
teach you how you should respond, or what you should feel, but the receptive viewer will
know instinctively if that vital connection has been made. </span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><i>From a suite of four paintings: Encounter, Odyssey, Enigma and Quest, on Gallery 7 of my
website. </i></span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">George Taylor </span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">October 2020 </span></p><br /><p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-60932691959222147412020-10-09T09:29:00.012-07:002020-12-20T17:02:03.872-08:00The Wind Grabs the Whisper<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="8"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSt71w0agB2w9IEmK_01v226q3KoWqyfcBUkUsfFUqId4FHVGEHFqtSyuqjRrR4pjUW9OSXY0wCy_mD9E5wJKxE-igPRlOkTyzDpsEAzDcb_jGeE5s4Ifu-aEZq6eP9ieqpx9QrjtMZI/s1772/The+Wind+Grabs+the+Whisper+by+George+Taylor.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1174" data-original-width="1772" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSt71w0agB2w9IEmK_01v226q3KoWqyfcBUkUsfFUqId4FHVGEHFqtSyuqjRrR4pjUW9OSXY0wCy_mD9E5wJKxE-igPRlOkTyzDpsEAzDcb_jGeE5s4Ifu-aEZq6eP9ieqpx9QrjtMZI/w400-h265/The+Wind+Grabs+the+Whisper+by+George+Taylor.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family: arial;">This work is mixed media on oil board, and is set within a hardwood frame.</span></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0pt; text-align: center;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 9pt; font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span>All the pictures one makes have a strong emotional self connection, that almost goes without </span><span>saying, otherwise what is the point of making them, but some have an especially deep bond, and for that reason one would be reluctant to let them go; this, for me, is one of those pictures, and although it has been shown a number of times, I would miss its presence in our home.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">It is mixed media on board, made in 2010, and although it has the appearance of being heavily collaged, as well as painted, there are in fact only a few collaged elements, in the sense that they originally were once discrete elements which later have been adhered to the picture surface.</div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">The technique, which I have developed myself over many years, involves creating a complex ground of largely pastel, carefully fixed in numerous layers and, then cut back into using sharp blades whilst adding gestural and considered marks in acrylic and pencil. It is very much a process of building up colour shape and texture and then removing some of the previous layers, over and over again, until one arrives at a resolved image.</div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">There is an indication of an horizon line, so most people construe it as a kind of landscape, albeit a very abstracted one, but it is a ‘landscape’ that has pictorial movement and energy, rather than a literal rendering of a landscape that is fixed and static. The shapes and marks move with and against each other to create a restless dynamic that although made of fixed materials, like paint and canvas remnants, is visually not ‘still’ at all.</div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span>Essentially, non figurative pictures don’t need descriptive titles, as they have no obligation to </span><span>describe, or to refer to anything beyond themselves, let alone to offer some kind of narrative, but often a carefully considered title can add something to the impact of an image, without detraction; sometimes in a lyrical, poetical sense.</span></div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: justify;">This image operates somewhere in the place between experience and imagination, so in the interaction of visual energy, in the marks, colours and textures, made in a great variety of ways, maybe one can at least symbolically, given a degree of engagement, discern how the wind may have ‘grabbed the whisper’?</div></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span>George Taylor<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><span>August 2020</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Taylor-Thwaites Studios, Stonewalls, Sturt Road, Charlbury, Chipping Norton, Oxfordshire, OX7 3EP<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Tel: 01608 810174<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: large;">Email: <a href="mailto:gtaylor44@aol.com">gtaylor44@aol.com</a> <br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: large;">Web: </span><span style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="http://www.georgetaylorart.com/gallery1.html">www.georgetaylorart.com/gallery1</a></span></span></span></div><p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.2949pt; margin-bottom: 0pt; mso-line-height-rule: exactly; mso-pagination: none; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: justify;" wfd-id="4"><div wfd-id="2"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="2">
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It follows that the more extreme the exposure the greater the impact this will have, not merely at the time of the experience, but in a lasting manner via memory and recollection.</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;" wfd-id="1"><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Terry Frost made a painting called Force Eight which was an immediate and direct response to a walk to his studio in St Ives in a force eight gale, the result is a unique abstracted rendering of that particular 'forceful' experience in paint. </span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Patently, it is not a detailed figurative rendering of the experience, but was for him the essence of that totally engaging event expressed in colour, form and critically the feeling of dynamic energy conveyed through the marks left by the expressionistic brushstrokes, and the masterful use of pictorial space.</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">My painting here is not quite as 'abstracted' as Terry's but is the consequence of a similar 'all-embracing', and totally engaging experience in the face of powerful natural forces in a particular and imposing location."</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">George Taylor</span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Taylor-Thwaites Studios,<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">Stonewalls, Sturt Road, Charlbury, Chipping Norton, Oxfordshire, OX7 3EP.<br /></span><span style="font-family: arial;">01608 810174<br /></span><a href="http://wwwgeorgetaylorart.com" style="font-family: arial;">wwwgeorgetaylorart.com</a></p><p style="background-color: white; border: 0px; box-sizing: inherit; font-size: 16px; margin-block-end: 0px; margin-block-start: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px 0px 1em; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="font-family: arial;">'White Rock' appears currently on the UK Artists online 'Artsy' Gallery page<br /><a href="https://www.artsy.net/artwork/george-taylor-white-rock" target="_blank">https://www.artsy.net/artwork/george-taylor-white-rock</a></span></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;" wfd-id="0"><br /></div><p></p>Grace Newmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00847623841783329583noreply@blogger.comSturt Rd, Charlbury, Chipping Norton OX7 3EP, UK51.8672998 -1.476942723.557065963821152 -36.6331927 80.17753363617885 33.6793073tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146795928604506037.post-10789764410328821122020-06-29T07:22:00.001-07:002020-12-20T17:03:58.335-08:00Wheal Country<br />
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<b>Place and Time: Botallack Mines</b><br />
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I have visited the site of the former mine complex at Botallack a number of times, over many years, and consequently have retained a clear image of that location in my memory, which I can access from my mental ‘filing system’ at any time, almost like a ‘picture postcard’ that I carry around in my head. <br />
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W.S. Grahams’ poignant poem, <i>The Thermal Stair</i>, about his friend, the Cornish born painter, Peter Lanyon, evokes the unique atmosphere of this and of other nearby places on this ‘Tin Coast’, with their bleak and seemingly, randomly placed archaeological remnants, which speak to me as much about the hardnosed and dangerous industry and fairly recent human history, as they do of an untainted, natural, and sublime coastal landscape.<o:p></o:p></div>
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coastal landscape, (as well as those lost in the mine-workings deep beneath the
ocean) scattered bits and pieces, made as much from concrete and wrought iron, as
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Motherwell; like a mere ‘picture postcard’, would not for me, do justice to the
feelings and responses, these once unblemished natural coastal locations, now scarred
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Therefore, a metaphorical and symbolic synthesis of what I have
felt, and seen as a result of directly experiencing this dramatic location over
a long period of time, a kind of abstracted reinvention, rather than a mere
illustrative copy, is for me a truer means of expressing my particular sense of
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I do not rely on photographs to make an image, that would be
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<span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; font-size: large; line-height: 119%;">It is not always helpful to attempt to explain a painting such as this in words. It is, after all, a constructed image, and is necessarily ‘of itself’, a material, but not a literal entity and words can sometimes mislead and become counterproductive. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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figuratively, neither is there an essential need for it to be justified in words, any more than does music or dance. <br />
Songs and poems are usually comprised of words, but should not need additional ‘words’ to prop them up. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; line-height: 119%;">However, when I made this work in 2012, I gave it the title </span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; font-style: italic; line-height: 119%;">Ancient Land</span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; line-height: 119%;">, partly because at that time I had been thinking a lot about Eliot’s, </span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; font-style: italic; line-height: 119%;">East Coker</span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; line-height: 119%;">, from his </span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; font-style: italic; line-height: 119%;">Four Quartets</span><span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; line-height: 119%;">, and certain passages from that poem may have been at the forefront of my mind.<br /><br />
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<span lang="en-GB" style="font-family: "calibri"; font-size: large; line-height: 119%;">We tend to use the word relatively, in terms of modern human history, but in that sense, ‘ancientness’ is just a few millennia, but in terms of the age of the Universe, the Solar System, and the Planet, not really very much at all.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Barcelona, the place, is about energy, vitality, and colour and thus, <br /> inevitably about art. <br /><br />The art of Joan Miro, Picasso, Gaudi and, for me especially, Antoni Tapies, all of whom are celebrated by museums in the city. <br /><br />The unique verve and dynamic of the Catalonian capital is compelling, and in my view, can only be effectively be expressed visually and emotionally in abstracted form. The only real concession to a landscape format in the picture is a broad hint of a horizon line as if looking down spatially on to the city from the lofty heights of Montjuic Hill, where the architecturally inspiring Fundacio Joan Miro is located. <br /><br />Thus, this image is the synthesis of an experience, rather than a single viewpoint ‘representation’, an aggregate of organised fragments of a vital, living place - movement, colour, form and space, and all those other qualities which make the city greater than the sum of its parts. <br /><br />How else could one pay homage to the essence of this unique place in two-dimensional terms, mere figuration could not do justice to its spirit, its history or its art. <br /><br />However, it is vital that a painting transcends its ‘subject’ and becomes something else, something autonomous, that is able to stand on its own, otherwise what would be the point of making it. In that sense, the title ‘Homage to Barcelona’ is essentially, a term of reference.<br /><br />George Taylor <br />February 2020 <br /><br />……………………………………………………………………... <br /><br />Should you wish to view this work in our studio gallery, please call us on 01608 810174. It is attractively framed in limewashed hardwood and set in a wide, deep cut, white mount. <br /><br />‘Homage to Barcelona’ has been shown at the Royal Birmingham Society of Artists Gallery, in Birmingham, of which George is a Full Member, and was also included in the selection for the Ironstone Art Prize at Banbury Museum in 2018. It also appears currently on the UK Artists online ‘Artsy’ Gallery page. <br /><a href="https://www.artsy.net/uk-artists-limited">https://www.artsy.net/uk-artists-limited</a><br /><br />Taylor-Thwaites Studios, Stonewalls, Sturt Road, Charlbury, Chipping Norton, Oxfordshire, OX7 3EP. </span><br />
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