I have done very few self portrait in my career: never thought that my face was so interesting. However, while researching portraits, I looked at various artists’ self portraits and was encouraged to do one of myself. Not sure how good a likeness this is, but I feel that it is a good drawing.
These portraits are again from a photo and from a live sitting (the one on the left from a photo) of a friend who was visiting from Berlin. The one done from life is a better drawing capturing as it does a certain intelligence and characteristic expression of the sitter. However, as Mirka remarked (and she was right!) the drawing makes the width of her face too narrow.
Interestingly, it took me three tries to get close to a resemblance when working from the photo. Mirka’s face is asymmetrical ( actually all of our faces are, but some people are more asymmetrical than others), which I got in the sketch, but struggled with when using the photo. And again, as a drawing, the one done from the photo has an overworked quality which I don’t like.
I’m going to do one or two more drawings of Mirka, this time working from the drawings rather than the photo. Let’s see what happens!
Many (most?) artists work with photos when they do portraits. The advantages are clear: the sitter is not forced into hours of boredom; the artist can draw and redraw the face in her own time; the hard work of going from 3D to 2D has been done by an apparatus. The problem, I find, however, is that there is a tendency for the portrait done in close dependence on a photo to often look “frozen”, stiff, and inhuman!
There is something in the drawing using stereoscopic vision with the breathing model in front of me, that captures the energy and reality of the living person better than a drawing done from a photo. The downside is that sometimes the resemblance slips away (and that can happen, maddeningly, with a slight mistake in the distance between the eyes or the length of the chin or the shape of an eyebrow!).
In previous centuries, the best artists could not only get a resemblance, but they also (amazingly) could retain the image of the person and repeat it from memory! However, part of this skill came about because artists redid work: redrew, repainted, reconceptualized the image, as can be seen in many Degas studies. I was not trained to do this, but I am going to be working this way for awhile to see what I can learn from it. The trick, I think, is to reverse engineer the image in the photo to recapture the vitality of the living model.
My friend Val was kind enough to sit for me recently for the drawings at the top of this post. I usually draw for about 1/2 an hour then take photos of my model. The drawing on the right was done from life; the one on the left from the photo I took during the same sitting. The drawings are, as always, watercolor pencil on paper.
I am going to take a suggestion from Seth Godin and start a daily blog of my portraiture work. I am practicing doing portraits in order to become as skilled as possible so that I can work with live models as well as photos. Also, doing this practice in public will keep me honest and on task!
Today’s drawing is of my neighbor Chris with his very ironically named cat, Bonchat sitting on our balcony in late summer. This portrait got to the heart of their relationship: undemonstrative cat, very loving master!
Although I did this from a photo, I worked to get some of the more interesting and less definitive marks of unmediated seeing. It is also fun to do portraits of friends and family that I know well. The portrait is more likely to be an authentic representation of the person.
More on the difference between working from life and from photos tomorrow!
“For the image of the sitter on the artist’s retina is passed on its way to the canvas through a mind chock full of other images; and is transferred-Heaven knows how changed already-by processes of line and curve, of blots of colour, and juxtaposition of light and shade belonging not merely to the artist himself, but to the artist’s whole school…and, in truth, a portrait gives the sitter’s temperament merged in the temperament of the painter.” from Vernon Lee’s Hortus Vitae: Essays on the Gardening of Life (1904)
Vernon Lee was the nom de plume of Violet Paget, a good friend of John Singer Sargent, who painted a lovely portrait of her that can be found online. She was an art historian, feminist, and pacifist (1856-1935).
Gilles Deleuze also noted, in his wonderful book on Francis Bacon, that the problem with beginning a painting is not that the canvas is blank, but that it is too full of everything that the artist has seen, which must be let go to begin a new piece.
I did a portrait sketch of Mirka, a friend visiting from Berlin; and she asked me why I paint. It has taken me a while to articulate why I paint, but I believe that I do it in order to witness, just to witness the world and the life we live. It is not to pontificate or criticize or propagandize, but to simply record what is not being seen.
This may seem to be redundant: in the age of the iPhone, everything must be recorded, mustn’t it? But the reality is that much is ignored: the musicians and the homeless in the street; the beauty of weeds; the majesty of the trees that tower over our neighborhoods. We don’t really see what the city looks like as a whole, as we experience it in disjunctive pieces: destinations like our home or shops; or liminal spaces like bus interiors and metro stations; or our personal home. We also rarely look for any length of time at anything: neither people’s faces, nor their bodies, nor Nature in any of her manifestations in the city (nor, for that matter, paintings!) .
So there are many subjects that a figurative painter such as myself has available to her; and for a viewer, the focus of a painter’s work appears to be the subject: peonies, portraits, landscapes. But for me, as for many painters I believe, the subject is just one aspect of the painting, just the hook on which equally important concerns are hung. Degas’ ballerinas, Daumier’s laundresses, Bonnard’s dining room tables, or Rembrandt’s self portraits are just the way to open the conversation around what painting can do and how a painter can express herself. And this is the second reason that I paint: it is to witness the act itself as it leaves a record of what was seen and felt.
I was an abstract artist at one point in my life, but infinite variety of forms, color, surface, and subjects in the world drove me back into figurative art. For instance, peonies are beautiful in the manner in which they move through space, react to light, and present structures (the seed pods, variously shaped specimens from single to bomb, buds, etc.) slightly weird and always interesting. Faces are wonderful and difficult as structure, surface, and expression; painting a portrait is rather like a complex juggling act with a critical audience (the sitter)! And people in groups in a landscape almost impossible to capture as the complexity of interrelationships reaches a critical level!
Painting for me is comprised of two necessary components: skill and risk, neither of which alone is sufficient. Most figurative paintings that pass as art today are skillful copies of photographs. They are D.O.A. You can feel that nothing was at stake for the artist, and I can’t imagine anything more boring than spending hours copying a photograph! But it is very hard to move beyond the comfort of skills well honed, and this is where risk is so important. It is, I suppose, the final reason I paint: for the excitement of trying something new, and accepting the risk of failure.
I saw two shows at the McCord Museum (http://www.musee-mccord.qc.ca/en/) yesterday. One was positively thrilling: it was the Balenciaga show with much borrowed from the Victoria & Albert Museum in London. The other show, on another floor, was ‘Marisa Portolese-In the Studio with Notman’, a response to the great William Notman (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Notman) collection of photographs archived at the McCord: much much less thrilling for reasons about which I will write.
Balenciaga worked with fabric, fashion, and the human body, but like many haut couturiers (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Haute_couture) he was as much of an artist as was Picasso or Isamu Noguchi (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isamu_Noguchi). I think of haut couture as a type of sculpture. Like any other kind of high or fine art, it is tied to the needs of the historical moment in which it is created, but its appeal outlasts that moment. It is created as a response to its contemporary society’s understanding of beauty, but it speaks to future generations; and it is usually supported by wealthy patrons as most art has been.
Like all great art, Balenciaga’s works resonate beyond the time in which he created them (1930’s-1970’s); and the McCord finished this exhibit with a wonderful room illustrating the continuing discourse that designers like Issey Miyake, Alexander McQueen, Sybilla, and many more had and have with his ideas.
My favorite pieces, the serene, minimalist, wickedly constructed ballgowns from mid-century, wrapped around the body in amazingly beautiful volumes of fabulous fabric. They appeared to be constructed like life-sized origami in which all that showed of the body beneath was the ankles, or a wrist, or a small section of collarbone or upper back-modest but tantalizing!
I really appreciated the way the McCord set up the displays, placing the muslim mockup next to the finished gown, and showing in a nearby video the actual layout of the pattern and how it was folded and sewn to give the effect of seamless simplicity!
To go from this elegant and refined exhibit to Marisa Portolese’s exhibition was particularly jarring, and gave me the disheartening sense of how much we have lost of craft and sensitivity to technology ! Portolese’s huge-sized photographic portraits, supposedly referencing Notman’s studio sittings of women, shockingly reminded me of how impoverished our time has become, both in the quality of the clothing that people accept (and are willing to be shot in for posterity!), and in the banality of the spectacle which appropriates great artists’ work (blown up photos of Van Huysum’s bouquets https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jan_van_Huysum) to act as background posters in what feels like nothing so much as bloated selfies!
Clothing is a form of communication, of portraiture, and of performance. The subjects of the original Notman photographs (shown in a small walled corner of the exhibit in a chuck-a-block checkerboard that was all visual noise!) would never consider sitting for a portrait that will go down through history in anything less than their best outfits! But Portolese’s sitters, showing up as they did in a collection of uninspired and cheap looking costumes, suggest to me that they feel at heart that fashion is of negligible interest as an art form or that fashion cannot represent their true selves but is only a vanity that should be ignored or resisted.
When Balenciaga showed his collections, he did it without music, making his models walk as if in a trance, not making eye contact with his buyers. He endeavored to put all the focus on the clothes, on his art. And when one of the very wealthy women who bought his gowns wore it to an affair, she was not only performing status and wealth, but she was also showing her support for his art especially as the more abstract pieces hid much of the woman’s body and appeared as a piece of body sculpture that it was.
Under any circumstance, try to see the Balenciaga show which will be up until the 14th of October. First Sunday’s in each month are free for residents of Quebec: you just need to give them your postal code. Enjoy and check out the wonderful hats designed under the Balenciaga label!
I just took a year off from painting, at a point in my life when I really don’t have that much time left!! I didn’t mean to stop the work, but a series of difficult geographical moves left me without a studio in an unexplored part of America.
It is always detrimental to an artist to find the physical environment in which she works compromised. This is especially true for someone like me who, as an ADD personality, has only the most tenuous hold on discipline and forward momentum! When I had to close up my studio in the Belgo Building in Montreal and then chose to move to my daughter’s apartment in Dallas, Texas, I had thought to continue my floral and portrait work in Texas. Unfortunately, I found the loss of the Botanical Garden and my Montreal tango community very disorienting. It was as though, with the loss of my muse and my audience, I also lost my train of thought!
Without the distraction of a whole new planet to explore (and Dallas was like another planet!), I hope to get back on track with my painting during the next five months in Montreal. Happily I am back in time for peony season. This will be the third June that I will be sketching in the Botanical gardens. This time I will be using the watercolor sketches as the basis for paintings. The big challenge with this is how to maintain the spontaneity of the sketch in the oil painting. And my struggle continues to discover my unique ‘voice’ within a traditional subject matter.
The one useful thing that came out of the yearlong pause, was that, upon my return, when I unpacked my studio, I realized that many of the drawings and paintings I had done in the past four years were not worth keeping! So ruthlessly I threw tore them up or painted them over! (The noise you hear in the background is my friend André screaming “noooo!”). But here is the thing, after a year away from the work, it is very clear which pieces work; and which don’t, which have the germ of future directions, and which are simply going over the same tired ground. The laws of minimalism and sustainability apply here as well as everywhere else in my life!
I am looking forward to continuing this blog, The Painter’s Progress. I expect that doing my work in public, in front of you, my readers, will keep me honest. As always, your feedback is my inspiration!
Spent the past week at the Botanical Gardens. The magnolias were in spectacular bloom until Thursday when it went up to the high 80’s. I actually got to see blossoms open, bloom, and then drop their petals even as I was drawing!!
The Garden also had some yellow saucer magnolias that were lovely but I will need to catch them next year. Magnolias bloom before their leaves are out so the flowers and branches make for striking designs.
One special point of information for early birds: the Botanical Garden is offering, if you are a Montreal resident, a card that would allow you access to the outside gardens between 6 am and 9 am every morning! It costs 8$ for the year. This will be particularly nice in the hotter part of the summer!
Un point spécial d’information pour les premiers oiseaux: le Jardin botanique offre, si vous êtes résident de Montréal, une carte qui vous permettra d’accéder aux jardins extérieurs entre 6 h et 9 h tous les matins! Cela coûte 8 $ pour l’année. Cela sera particulièrement agréable dans la partie la plus chaude de l’été!
Welcome to a new blog, “A Painter’s Progress,” a new website, JHart-Artist, and a New Year!
I made a few New Year’s resolutions that I would like to share with you:
I would like to invite you to be a witness to my daily practice of painting. This blog is a great way for you to get a peek into what is involved in creating art. You will see and understand how I make art: what the struggles are, and what the pleasures. I will happily answer any of your questions about the process. It is also a good way for me to stay honest about what I do!
I have also changed my art practice to be more collaborative. Like artists in the past, I must be responsive to the needs of my society. So, to a certain degree, my skills are in the service of my fans’ and patrons’ interests and passions. I can paint anything in any style, but I am interested in learning what you want to see in a painting. Your comments are important to me!
And finally, I am building and running this blog & website myself. I had a great webmaster, Natalia Usselman, for my last website, but I found that having someone else set it up and run it let me off the hook. For the New Year, I am pulling up my big-girl panties and building and running http://www.jhart-artist.com myself. It will be, like all my other art pieces, a work in progress!
Hoping to hear from you soon!
In the meantime, I wish you and yours the happiest of holidays and a healthy and peaceful 2017!