Though I’m slowly re-acclimating myself to life in an apartment, kind of, I still find myself balancing structures of plastic, unused supplies and unstable shelving units to set up a self-portraiture space. The thing is I have no clue what the ‘right’ way to do something like this would be, I just pretty much assume if I have a large piece of unsupported glass on a standalone shelf in Los Angeles it’s probably the wrong way.
Nevertheless, I can now shift to self-portraiture and, eventually, hopefully, portraiture. I’ve always wanted to make a specific type of portrait, but what I want to do takes a variety of skills and oil painting is the last one I have to figure out.
I also realize, starting this, that I’ve never actually done it before—painted a self-portrait, that is. I’ve used pencil or some kind of ink wash combination, but I’ve never actually made a painting of myself or anyone else.
something new, that doesn’t belong to any singular project
this is such an interesting time for art because there’s all this abstract theory that has been built up around art (all related to its relationship to capitalist institutions) which has helped in establishing this first-world marketplace that is crushing down on a generation of student debt incurred at art schools, and I know everyone seemed to think that Trump was the era that art would make a cultural imprint, but I think that it’s more coming up, when artists begin drawing lines in the sand about who is standing where, and more importantly who is pushing others out to sea, as the tide approaches.