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Process: developments in recent work

17/10/2013

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It’s confession time, although I don’t think this will come as much of a surprise: I like process. I like the rituals set by a particular method and the freedom to make up my own rules. But I wonder to what extent I then fall back on process as a way of making. In the past I have unpicked and re-sewn large patches of canvas, as in Das Ziel shown on my website. In these works, once I had decided on the concept, and made initial choices about size and material, there were few opportunities to respond in the actual act of destruction and (re)creation, a repetitive process. I don’t think that process is a bad thing in the act of creation but it came to dominate my work, becoming the subject matter.

Process is, I think, related to the concept of Flow proposed by Mihály Csíkszentmihályi. I first came across it as part of my day job, but have since read about flow in relation to craftspeople and artists - who achieve a sense of total absorption once they are skilled in their craft and engaged in tasks which are still individually challenging. This latter stage, the challenge, has I think been lacking in my formal unpicked and re-sewn works. After the trial of the first couple such works, in which I did not know what the outcome would look like, the act has become routine. It may explain why it has taken me so long to finish the small patch of linen woven into cotton that I was working on when I started writing this blog in August. It’s done now, but I am unsatisfied with it and have started to paint on it (see below) as I would any other piece of canvas, making the effort of unpicking and re-sewing potentially futile.

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Work in progress, still. Saffron dyed threads sewn into cotton duck, with charcoal, dye, ink and make-up. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
I have expanded my processes recently. My works go through several stages: I have added drawing, dyeing, painting and collaging to unpicking and re-sewing, in various orders. These processes completely absorb me, though I am not sure that I would describe them as flow. I tend to go on something of an emotional rollercoaster when I am working. I am excited about the possibilities that are open to me when I first start drawing and painting. I work slowly, stopping to reflect on what I have done and think about what to do next. Because I grind my own paints, from pigments, I add one colour at a time. My anxiety tends to increase as a painting develops, with a fear of messing it up, which can be quite crippling. There will usually be a point when I feel that the painting doesn’t work, and then it is a case of attempting to retrieve it, through collage or unpicking or more painting. 

Nonetheless a part of me is still concerned that I am overly reliant on a method for creation, albeit an expanded one. I am concerned that I add paint to a drawing, or collage a painting, because that is what I have decided my formula is for making art. And in doing so that I am not responding to the individual tensions in a work so that it develops in its own individual way. So, what I have decided to do for the rest of this blog post is to show – to you, but mostly myself - how individual works have developed since my post September's drawings. Through this I hope to see how what I have done has developed the work and whether it is resulted in more complete images. I think I need a few days to properly reflect, and will add a post script with my response to these images in a few days time, but I can see that in each work has developed and evolved, even those with which I have struggled to reach a satisfactory end point.
All photographs: Bridget H Jackson
Post script: I write this having had a good painting day, when I am pleased with the progress I have made with a number of works, and I know where to take others. The thing that has struck me the most in seeing how individual works have developed is the extent to which I idealise earlier stages of a work in my mind. In my mind the drawings were much stronger than the early photographs bear witness to. I have spent a decade or so making minimalist work so maybe it shouldn't come as a surprise to me that I am still drawn to the simplicity of a work at its start. And yet, although I am not entirely happy with the end point of each, I am pleased that each work has improved through evolution, the illusion of each image breaking down. 
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Painting as earnest endeavour: the work of Merlin James

11/10/2013

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I’ve become something of a Merlin James groupie in the past few months, visiting two exhibitions – first at Parasol Unit, now at KW Institute for Contemporary Art – and attending three talks by or about him. My art student-self would be amazed. I had a tutorial with him way back when and having reread my diary entry from the time, after seeing the London show, I don’t think it was a pleasant or productive hour. Sadly I don’t have it with me so I can’t wincingly quote directly from it but the conversation went something along the lines of ‘why are you at art school if you don’t want to take criticism’. No doubt I was at an awkward stage, but I still find that an interesting challenge from someone who I feel avoids explaining his work. Someone who I appreciate as a painter’s painter - who has specialised in the medium, researched parts and painters forgotten by history, and presumably aims to develop it further - but whose work I struggle to understand. The press releases for the shows didn’t help me either, in their statements that his works are ‘enigmatic’, ‘reference modernist painting’ and that he explores the ‘various possibilities of painting pictures today’. James, himself, talks and writes about painting but not about his own work. This post is, I suppose, my way of thinking through his work to try to ‘get it’ and, therefore, one approach to being a painter today. It has been a hard post to write.

James’ subject matter is so broad that it seems incidental to his painterly exploration – ranging from abstracts on transparent fabric displaying the frame and stretcher, to land and seascapes, to sex, to interiors, to ‘portraits’, to works incorporating tiny handcrafted houses. Seen through contemporary art eyes some subjects feel clichéd. A scene of waves breaking on the shoreline is what one expects from a Sunday painter. Individual paintings can come across as unashamedly sentimental, which I can’t help but admire, standing in defiance to a world full of cynicism.  Yet the range of imagery, from abstract to abstracted to representational and figurative, feels a part of that knowing coolness as well. James works the same motif years later and I wonder what drives him to return to similar imagery time and again. In an article from 2008/09, Sherman Sam claims that he choses imagery for its timelessness quality. The same article quotes James from a 2004 exhibition catalogue as saying that his ‘works …  are in the tradition of Western easel painting … [which is] admired for their formal interest and beauty; for how they address the viewer’s wider experience in the world; and for their particular contribution to the art of their field.’

Though the shows at Parasol and at KW Institute have a very different feel, the overriding impression I got on seeing both was one of melancholy. I think that this comes from the colours James’ uses. His palette consists largely of secondary and tertiary colours. Mauves and purples, faded greens, muddy browns, sea greys and some orange. Occasionally the muddy and pastel shades are broken with strokes of primary coloured brightness. His paintings largely show a world of overcast skies and dim electric lights. In such they can’t easily be attributed to season nor time of day; light and time seem to me to be frames of reference.    

The scale of the paintings, modest and easy to imagine in a domestic setting, add to the sense of melancholy. They do not shout with ambition. Apparently the way in which James works varies, with some paintings taking a few hours and others being reworked over weeks, or even years when one looks at the span of dates on some labels. I don’t think I could accurately tell one from the other, they all seem to have a similar level of (in)completeness. The handling of paint varies, at times transparent or glazed, at others in thick impasto layers. But the art of their execution remained largely hidden to me, with the paintings showing neither the energy nor the theatre of the artist’s studio. Theirs is a quieter expression.  

I feel that his overriding concern is about the form of painting, its function as a window on the world. This may of course be me overlaying my frame of reference, my interests, on his work.  What I was drawn to was the layering of canvas, creating a patchwork surface, the piercings to reveal the wall behind, the transparent materials used in some works and the collage or tiny models added to paintings or their frames, all of which break the illusion of what we are looking at. I was also intrigued, but equally repulsed, by the painted surface of works incorporating body hair, presumably from the artist, and the dust, debris and filth of his studio. Of the works on show at the KW Institute about half of the works have some intrusion which disrupts the regular form of the canvas, although all a labeled as being ‘acrylic and mixed media’ (my emphasis).

For someone who works in the tradition of easel painting I find it interesting that James is not particularly interested in the materiality of paint. Acrylic paint comes readymade and easy to use, but has a tradition in art that extends for just over 50 years. Acrylics can produce similar effects to oil paint which, without looking at the labels is what I would have presumed he worked in, but without the associated mess, drying times and conservation problems for artists painting directly onto unprimed canvas. And so for me, James is a painter who does not look to engage completely in the history of the act of painting, but rather in its formal concerns. As such, I share a common area of interest with Merlin James but take a different approach to exploring it, with the physical process being for me the dominant concern. I don't think I like his work per se but having taken time to look and try to understand it I appreciate its complexity, and I know that it is the ambiguity of the work - particularly the breadth of subject matter - which prompted me to look and think harder. More shows which niggled me. 
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September's drawings

2/10/2013

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A quick post from me to show what I have been doing in the last month - that's my intention at least and I hope I shan't be publishing it a thousand words later. These drawings are in various states of development. Most are still works in progress, and probably will be until they are pushed from my attention by something new. I do like to keep tinkering. 

September has been a month in which I have focussed on drawing weeds. Why? As I mentioned in an earlier blog Disruption and Influences I like their tenacity, infiltrating the urban, literally breaking through tarmac sometimes. They are often overlooked, and as a stranger in a new city I am drawn to this aspect of them. I have enjoyed discovering the complexity of their form through drawing. Things that I thought were familiar simple shapes, like nettle leaves, have been revealed as far more intricate when I have tried to put them onto paper or canvas. 

Autumn has definitely arrived here. Though sunny I only managed to draw yesterday in bursts of about an hour before retreating inside to get warm. And the weeds are already showing signs of retreat, some turning brown and withering. Rather than making more drawings my focus will probably shift to working on these further - adding elements from the city, distant views, to break the composition and perspective. I have already sought to break down perspective in some of them through the way in which I added colour, flowing the same colour over different planes of the structure of a plant, or between several plants. Then comes collaging or sewing for the canvas pieces to truly break down and disrupt the image. 

All photographs: Bridget H Jackson
Sorry for the poor quality of some of the images - photographing my work has never a strong point and the light here is pretty poor. 
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Tomorrow it’s time for the future: an exhibition as provocation

30/9/2013

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I sort of stumbled on this show at the Kunstraum Kreuzberg/Bethanien, going to an artists talk in the hope of improving my German, though in fact – as has been the case a couple of times now - it was held in English. I wandered round the show before the talk started: looking at the work, looking at the labels. A rectangle of Felix Gonzalez-Torres silver shiny sweets here, a Vija Celmins painting of a bar heater there, a drawing by On Kawara that well, frankly, didn’t have the precision and simplicity I expect in his work, a stripy piece of fabric billowing from the force of a portable fan which looked like it was imitating Daniel Buren but, kind of on the cheap. In between there were works by artists I hadn’t heard of, the new generation walking in the footsteps of their artist heroes. Some directly responded to the more famous pieces, others did so more tangentially, through common themes and interests and imagery.
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Screen by Grayson Cox, 2013 and his Vija Celmins, Heater, 1964.
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101 years upside down by Christopher Sage, 2013, with his Josef Albers, Study for Structural Constellation, 1955, right.
I’ll admit it wasn’t until the artists talk that I really knew what was going on. I did wonder as I walked around the gallery. Some pieces weren’t quite right, they weren’t what I expected from the art names on show. Then there was the fact that the show was held in a small gallery in a studio building.  This is not the place where I would expect to come across works by famous artists (it seems I am a little obsessed with the value of art at the moment, but I'm sure it'll pass).  It is not a place I would want work to be on show if, as a collector, I had valuable pieces to lend. Something wasn’t quite right, the show didn’t feel quite what it purported to be.  And yet I listened with interest to the John Cage recordings, as one of my own art-world heroes, of works the length of cello strings. Pieces I hadn’t heard of before. 

At the talk the façade was stripped away. Those big name works weren’t at all that, they were created by the exhibiting artists who were each asked to make a piece by an artist they admired to show alongside their own work. The copies were labelled as by the imitated artist, but coming from the collection of the imitator. Fakes. Unoriginals. 

I am really not sure how I feel about the show.  One thing is for sure, that it has niggled me, and I have been back to see how I respond a second and a third time. On the one hand, I like the provocation against the critical value we infuse in a work based on the artists’ name. It is a poke at that sideways glance we all do – I can’t help myself no matter how hard I try not to look - to the label.  And the change that occurs in the way we perceive the work once we’ve done so and we see a name we recognise. A name shouldn’t affect our response to an image, but through the context it provides it does. We infuse meaning in a name that others have valued through art purchases and promotion. 

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The exhibiting artists. Image: http://www.kunstraumkreuzberg.de
Art is seen as a progression, reinventing itself with each new generation.  As an artist we look at the works of these who came before us and are asked to present our practice in the context of the history in which we work. As students most of us start off more or less directly imitating while we learn. I have gone back to sketching works in museums, as it allows me a more in-depth analysis of the compositional elements, usually when I don’t copy the relationships between one another quite right. Copying activates looking, and was the way that students learnt when apprenticed to past art masters. Ultimately, though, we are expected to develop our own style, our own ‘language’ to stand in conversation with art history, and to differentiate our work for market.

It is, though, a show for art insiders. Without recognising the homage or the names, it is just another mixed-media exhibition. I’m not sure how the artists and gallerists wanted the audience to respond. Did they want us to be in the know as we walked around or to accept the show at face value? The gallery assistant I spoke to was ambivalent but thought it important that I looked around first before I read the explanatory text. A number of reviews of the show took the labels and press notice earnestly, which seemed to have embarrassed the gallery’s director. To commit fraud the deceit has to be flawless and remain undetected.  However, to be a provocation the viewer has to know that they are being provoked, and how and why. With a little prodding, I got there and while I didn't particularly like or covet the pieces, the show as a whole got me thinking.  


Tomorrow it’s time for the future – Talente und Vorbider. Berlin – New York is at the Kunstraum Kreuzberg/Bethanien, Berlin, from 7 September to 20 October 2013. 

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Who do I make for? Reflecting on the art market and its alternatives

25/9/2013

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It was Berlin Art Week, last week, and the art market was in town. A selection of collectors, galleries, makers and the interested public, descending on the same place at the same time to meet, greet and see. I went to many of the events; some of which, particularly outside of the two main art fairs, were fantastic.  The Kleine Humboldt Galerie presented Beautiful Minds, artists’ installations relating to specialisation, and obsessions, allowing us to nose into behind-the-scenes spaces to which they responded in the University. Four art institutions collaborated to show different elements of the German painting scene. Painting Forever! presented very different but thought-provoking shows – from an eye-poppingly bright installation Hügel und Zweifel by Franz Ackermann in the Berlinische Galarie to a show, To Paint is to Love Again, in which three contemporary female painters responded to late semi-abstract work by Jeanne Mammen - exposing me to a whole range of painters I had not previously seen or heard about. I had been really looking forward to the week but, despite these highlights, it has, sadly, left me in something of a funk. Since it ended on Sunday I’ve been trying to work out why.

For me, the art fair is about creating spectacle. It has to be. While clustering together into a fair attracts a bigger audience – a record number apparently - galleries then have to compete with each other to be seen. The abc fair, in which participating galleries were required to show the work of a single artist, did it incredibly slickly. Without the opportunity to stack a range of artists’ work into a booth, the stands were really varied, giving each gallery a distinct identity.  At the more traditionally presented Preview fair, the winner for me was the building, the painting halls in a former and somewhat dilapidated workshop for the opera (I'm rather amazed there was once this huge opera workshop). 
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Watching a performance at the abc art fair. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Work by Diana Sirianni, Figge von Rosen Galerie, at the abc art fair. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
So why did the week create such a funk in me?  Simply, because I can’t see my work ever being presented in such a context.  Because I can’t see me ever being an insider to such an event. And if that is the case, if I can’t see my work ever being presented as part of the official art market, then who am I making for?

The KW Institute for Contemporary Art held an evening of exhibiting artists talking about why they paint, as part of Painting Forever!, the four-institution collaboration, and its show Keilrahmen (stretchers). One of the artists, Thomas Schoeren, was retrieved from the bar as the last speaker and proceeded to rant about over production of art (at least, that’s what I understood his speech to be about).  With 7 billion people living in the world, of which something like 4 million claim ourselves to be visual artists (over half a million of whom are professionals), the world, the market, is flooded with art. 
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Installation view of Keilrahmen at KW Institute for Contemporary Art. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
There is an excess of production, over-supply. Which, I am sure, is the main reasons why so many of us struggle to make a living from our work, or even show as often as we would like.  Walking around the two main art fairs in Berlin Art Week, with over 200 galleries showing between them, I wondered at the diversity of work presented, and if this was caused, maybe indirectly, by market forces. In an over-supplied market, are artists and also galleries, perhaps unconsciously, seeking to differentiate themselves to attract an audience and buyers, through their uniqueness? I do it, with my, so-to-speak, signature of unpicking and re-sewing. Something I have always struggled with is why make art given this situation. In making work I am contributing to my own problem of excess art-supply and that of other artists, and yet I feel compelled to make. I wonder if other artists feel this way too.

I’m not quite sure where this leaves me. Definitely wanting to make the best work that I can – the most articulate representation of my ideas, well thought through and intelligible – and to fight the compulsion to make a lots, to be seen to be making to be able to call myself an artist.  But, standing on the fringe, I need to find an outlet to present my work as well. My cousin has suggested, several times, that I set myself on Etsy or something similar, which I have been reluctant to do. I feel it is somehow more suitable for products and I definitely don’t want to be a maker of an art-product. What excites me at the moment, though I think it is a pretty crazy idea, is setting up my own space. In Berlin I have stumbled across two book exchange projects which I have really liked – one with covered shelves set in hollowed tree trunks, the other in a telephone box (see below). I like the generosity and unexpectedness of these spaces. Perhaps it is time for me to try the art world out from a different angle, to try to elbow my way to being more of an insider, though I don't imagine for a second it would be simple setting such a space up and running it. 
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BücherboXX Berlin, Grunewald. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Disruption and influences

16/9/2013

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For the past couple of weeks I have had visitors which, despite best intentions from both my guests and me, has meant that I have done considerably less painting. Their visits did, however, give me the opportunity to show and talk about the work I have made recently. The conversations that we had have been really valuable to me to reinforce what I am doing and to point out inconsistencies between what I say and what I make. Back in London, I usually work at home which I have come to consider as working in a vacuum, isolated and, because I hadn’t sought them out, without many such opportunities to reflect on what I have done. This is something I want to change when I return.

Disruption

We talked about disruption. I disrupt the surface of the materials I work with, fragmenting any image that sits on them, to draw attention to the dichotomy between image and object. Sometimes I am too precious in this action.  I am conscious of wanting to produce something finished, presentable.  With drawings or paintings that I think are successful the disruption can be timid, as I am concerned to destroy something I like and which, therefore, others might value too. My ‘good taste’ overrides my interest in exploring a conceptual framework.

In the sketches that I showed in my last blog entry Window on the world we agreed that the collage which was most successful was the third work down, a drawing I disliked at each stage until the last. While that which doesn’t work was above it, second from the top, because it is half-hearted.  So I have reworked, several times, the drawing I was too precious to disrupt at first to reach a point where I feel that the image is fragmented and yet, elements of it are reinforced by the editing that the collage provides (below). 

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Reworked collage from previous blog post. Collage, dye, egg tempera, ink, make-up and watercolour on paper. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
I am not completely happy with how it is now, but can see that it is stronger than before. I have done more collages since our discussion, including the one below, and have been conscious to try to avoid purely aesthetic decisions while I am making them. 

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Collage, dye, egg tempera and make-up on watercolour paper. Photograph: Bridget Jackson
Influences

The second area that we discussed was influences. I am concerned that I have too many; that I flit from one area of interest to another in my work in a scattergun way, my head turned by each little thing which catches my attention.  I feel that this means I’m not always clear in my own mind about the subject matter of my work, which means that others can’t be either.

Condensing them down afterwards I came up with a number of dichotomies that I play with in my work:
image and object
domestic/interior and landscape/exterior
artifice and natural
detail and distance
masculine and feminine
dyeing and painting
unpicking and sewing
Add to the mix some over-arching themes: process, surface and, as I’ve already mentioned, disruption, and the themes of my work become pretty all encompassing.  Although some do reinforce one another. 

In our conversation, we differed in our opinion of whether this is problematic or not. Trying to achieve a more focused list of influences may be artificially constraining, too concentrated to sustain my interest for long. Which would I drop? How many interests would make me sufficiently focused? On the other hand more concentration might help me to navigate what I am doing and would give me the opportunity to plunge deeper into individual themes and dichotomies. While I have the luxury of time now, this won’t be the case when I return to work next year, and is something I need to consider for me to be able to sustain a more productive practice in the future.

In the meantime, I have started to draw weeds, like the dandelions shown below.  Thankfully not a new area of interest, but something detailed which counterbalances the distant, moving landscapes I have been drawing over the past couple of years. It is not the best choice of subject with autumn already here, but it feels very fitting for Berlin - a city in various states of renovation but also of decay, with nature taking over in parts.  For me, weeds are the pioneers in this process, literally breaking the ground for other plants to follow.  Michael Landy, who did a serious of life-sized etchings of weeds in 2002 called Nourishment, has described weeds as 'marvellous, optimistic things' which 'have to be adaptable ... to prosper'.    
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Dandelions. Ink on birch and elderberry dyed linen. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
Post script: I had meant to include this in my original blog, but am adding it a couple of weeks later, hence the PS. A quote I read a couple of days ago that chimed with me, and one of the reasons I may think I have too many influences is from Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, a writer, poet and aviator: 'In anything at all, perfection is finally attained not when there is no longer anything to add, but when there is no longer anything to take away, when a body has been stripped to its nakedness.' Something to strive for. 
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Window on the world: playing with foreground and distance

4/9/2013

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I think it is time that I showed more of the things that I have been working on since arriving in Berlin. Recently I have had two disparate strands to my practice – unpicked and resewn canvases, and small drawings exhibited as memorabilia – which I would like to reconcile, bring closer together. To do this I have felt it necessary to step back from abstraction and go closer to my source material: landscape and the way in which we, particularly urban inhabitants, tend to consume it as an image as we travel through it. In doing so I feel that I have given myself licence to experiment without thinking that this work needs to lead somewhere, to a final piece or place.

I mentioned in my blog Materials, surface and textures that I would like my work to be read in the context of painting’s role as a window on the world, and as an object. In these - I’m not sure what to call them – sketches, trials – I have explicitly played with frames, obstructing shapes, creases, to differentiate between what is surface and what is image. Working away from home has forced me to innovate with a limited palette adding plant dyes and make-up, contrasting natural and artifice. I have bought one pigment since I arrived, Prussian Blue, an early synthetic pigment discovered by Diesbach in Berlin at the beginning of the 18th Century. 

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Collage, dye and watercolour on recycled paper. I like the freedom the paper provides, through its absorbency, as the spread of colour wasn't completely under my control. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Collage, dye, egg tempera, ink, make-up and watercolour on paper. The starting point for this, and the following works, was drawings I made in the UK and brought with me. I draw when I travel, picking and repeating forms. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Collage, dye, egg tempera, ink, make-up and watercolour on paper. This was a drawing that I struggled with but which I feel the collage, through editing, has completed. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Charcoal, dye, egg tempera and ink on dyed sewn linen, pinned to a frame. Of all my experiments this appeals most to the purist in me because the fragmentation and obstruction of the image is made from folding it in on itself rather than adding other elements to it. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Collage, dye, egg tempera, make-up and watercolour on dyed linen. I have played with the shape and placing of the obstruction with this drawing, and intend to work further on it, sewing the blank and drawn canvas together, melding the two surfaces. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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The art of repair: responding to the Neues Museum.

2/9/2013

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It is so nice to feel an affinity for something that one reads about, and then when one actually visits, for it still to surprise, provoke and delight.  So was it for me and the Neues Museum last Friday.  I must have read about it around its re-opening in 2009, and then again in Together by Richard Sennett which I have just finished.  When I talk about the museum I predominantly mean the building, rather than its collections.  Originally designed by Friedrich August Stüler and opened in the 1850s, the building was bombed in WWII and left unprotected until the 1980s.  

In his book, Sennett refers to the museum in relation to concepts of repair, in which the repairer responds to or, in a way, collaborates with the original craftsman or woman and the object to be repaired. He identifies three ways to repair – restore so that there is minimal trace of damage, remediate using new materials to improve the object while retaining its form, or reconfigure.  He ascribes the reopening of the Neues Museum to the last category because the form of the building has been reimagined so that it too tells a story (although it is done with subtlety when compared to other reconfigured buildings).

How does this relate to my work? Leaving aside, for now and maybe until a trip to the psychiatrist’s couch, the fact that I unpick my canvases first; notions of repair are very relevant to the act of resewing in which my canvas works are joined or made whole again (see below). It is, as I am sure you can imagine, laborious, resewing by hand each thread, and physically arduous, hunched over a small canvas with my fingers pricked and rubbed raw. What I keep coming up against is the question of why this should matter to the viewer of the final work. So I went to the Neues Museum, as an example of something celebrated for the richness of the narrative created through the way it has been repaired, to relate the strategies adopted by the architect, David Chipperfield (supported by Julian Harrap), to the context of my own work.

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Detail of work in progress: onion skin and silver birch leaf dyed canvases, sewn together. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
The building weaves several narratives together in its restoration. Where the original building could be preserved it has been, complete with the highly decorated surfaces, originally intended by Stüler to make the building as aesthetically interesting and instructive as the objects it housed. In places the building has been restored using original fragments, or similar materials – walls were rebuilt using bricks reclaimed from demolished houses – or materials were painstakingly recrafted.  One man apparently spent three years making 30,000 cylindrical clay pots to repair the domed ceilings. The damage isn’t hidden by the repair, old and new are distinct. In that, the building echoes the way that its collection of Egyptian and European antiquities have been conserved so it is clear what is the historical original (see below). So on going round the museum I believe that each visitor’s experience is probably unique, in that we engage with the three narratives available to us – the original building, the history of its destruction and the collections it housed - to a different extent. I would like to know how someone arriving completely cold to the building, not knowing any of its history, would respond.  For me the building dominated my experience as it was the purpose of my visit. 

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Ethnographical hall, with conserved stone relief in the foreground. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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The Egyptian Court, with fragments of original wall paintings and new structures. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Fragments of Egyptian reliefs of agricultural scenes, clearing showing what is the original antiquity and what has been added to preserve them. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
It is a hard building to photograph.  There wasn’t a single view which I felt captured the essence of the building so I have tried to show a few details below.  It is dramatic and busy, and reveals itself slowly as one walks around it. It has a physical presence rather than the fragility of a ruin (in contrast to the way the Hotel Esplanade has been preserved, in glass-encased fragments, elsewhere in the city). It is entirely contemporary, not a relic of a bygone era. While it is not my craft, I believe that the way the architects restored the building must have involved engaging closely with each space on its own terms. Engaging, with what was there and salvageable,  developing strategies to replace what was not; architect’s models and historical documents being secondary to the materiality of the building itself.  On walking around the building the word that turned over in my mind was integrity: in preserving or replacing the original materiality of the building, in retaining its history, and in not creating a pastiche of the past. 

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Details from the restoration of the Neues Museum - ceiling, wall and floor. Photographs: Bridget H Jackson
In my work, it brings me back to the possibility that I need to use materials with a richer narrative than new raw canvas, as I mentioned in my earlier blog Materials, surface and textures.  I am reluctant to leap to a new material because it needs to feel right – something which I choose to use and display for a specific and reason - and it is clear to me that I don’t know what that is yet. As an aside, I write this wearing a jumper with bright spots I added to repair its moth-eaten holes; it has been suggested to me in the past that I should integrate my life and art more closely. Not that I am suggesting putting my wardrobe on display, but that I may want to transfer the aesthetic. The act of repair in my work is methodical, slow and visible as in the Neues Museum. But where mine is imperfect, the repaired parts of the building have been done so expertly, flawlessly complementing the damaged original.  To balance a different and potentially damaged material it may be that I need to demonstrate greater skill, or seek unity and integrity through the materials I use in my repair. 
PictureBerliner Stadtschloss building site. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
Post Script: Near to the Neues Museum a very different kind of repair is taking place. They are rebuilding the Berlin Stadtschloss, a baroque palace which was the winter residence of the kings of Prussia. It was damaged in WWII and demolished in the 1950s by the then East German government. Although not an exact replica, its external facade will be like the original to recreate the historic views on the Museum Insel, with lots of money being invested in craftspeople to recreate the external decoration. I can't help feeling this recreation leans towards Disneyfication. 

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Forming new habits

25/8/2013

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In hindsight, I guess it was bound to happen although I wasn't expecting it. And I am surprised at how soon - just three weeks into my time off - it came. A few days ago, doubt grabbed hold of me and kicked me in the stomach with a sharp 'what ... do you think you are doing?' 'what do you really hope to achieve?'. 

There is no doubt that I am institutionalised having worked at the same place for nine years. I understand the rituals of my office and how to do them well. The pattern of answering e-mails and going to meetings is familiar to me, and in that there lies a comfort which it is easy for me now to feel nostalgic about.  

I have yet to establish how to properly sustain my practice. I don't feel that I properly own the title 'artist', even though I have been practicing and exhibiting a few times a year since I graduated. I have been reading Richard Sennett's Together: The Rituals, Pleasures & Politics of Cooperation which diffusely discusses the ways we interact with others, arguing for more of our sociable selves. In this context, it is funny - in the sense of odd - that I have chosen to leave behind my ties of home, friends, family and to try to learn by myself a new way to be. Choosing change to be a largely solitary pursuit, I have disassociated myself from my frames of reference. 

I know that I am happiest when I am doing, creating, executing a plan I can measure my progress against. I feel that this may lead me to making pieces before I have fully thought through the underlying ideas. I have tried to do things differently this time but it has left me in an uncomfortable position with little concrete to show. I have spent the past few weeks reading and exploring, open to the thoughts these activities have generated. I have experimented with dyes made from golden rod flowers, acorns and elderberries, of which the last was definitely the most successful. This has been enjoyable and I am slowly developing my concentration span, shortened through open plan office working and instant communication. But learning the new habits of being an artist will mean trial, analysis, repetition or rejection, and most of all time. A pattern familiar from my practice, but now one that I need to apply more broadly. 
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Elderberry dye: collected at Templehof Flughafen, a decommissioned airport now park, with the resulting dyed paper and canvas. Photographs: Bridget H Jackson
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Materials, surface and textures 

18/8/2013

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In my work I tend to dissect, then reconstruct an image or the material I am using into something new. I think that this is the pattern this blog will follow as well.  Certainly, I am in full deconstruction mode at the moment. And I can only hope that after some time thinking about the elements of what I do - part of what my year out is all about - I will be in a position to (re)create with gusto! 

The first thing that I have started to consider in my work is the materials I use.  My work is pared down, abstract; and therefore the materials I use are very important as they are a large part of the subject of the work; very much visible.

First, an aside. I have navigated Berlin, where I have been for just over a week now in an ambiguous place between tourist and resident - one district at a time, soaking up textures, distracted by the play of materiality. From now pristine 19th Century stucco buildings, to layers of flyers unceremoniously pasted on walls, to building sites pretty much everywhere.  Contrasts of cobbled streets and matt tarmac shining with beer bottles worn into its surface. Public buildings have offered the chance for architects to experiment while public art is sometimes valued as a surface rather than respected for its substance.  
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Some of the things which have caught my eye in Berlin, from top left: neutral shades of refurbished buildings, roadworks, bottle tops pressed into tarmac, layers of posters, Daniel Libeskind's titanium zinc building for the Jewish Museum, graffitied sculptures. Photographs: Bridget H Jackson
Quality materials offer the chance for people to demonstrate wealth and taste inconspicuously, which I feel is quite a Germanic (and I write this as someone who is half-German) trait.  Materials can subtly signify status. Our choice of the materials we use to build and furnish our homes and cities, and clothe us, are statements about more than our personal taste. In many cases, I think, we look to earn the respect of others in our choices, so helping to fulfill, according to Maslow, the penultimate rung in our hierarchy of needs. Getting the choice of materials ‘right’ is hard; in their simplicity there are few hiding places.  When thinking about materials I always defer to what is deemed to be quality: marble over mud, linen rather than nylon. This may be an issue.

In my work - like the piece below, still in progress, fusing cotton duck with saffron-dyed linen - I consciously use materials that convey a ‘fine art’ status. The canvas is a signifier that I see myself working in the tradition of painting rather than craft or sculpture, both of which are more often associated with the study of the physicality of materials. It offers people a suggestion, therefore, to read my work as exploring the role of painting as a window on the world versus an object. There is the essence of fabric – its weft and its warp – which I present through unpicking and re-sewing, reducing material density, producing a means to see through the fabric, drawing an awareness to the reverse side. Dying the canvas means colour is part of the material, not added to it. I engage intimately, one thread at a time, but the overall repetition of resewing creates difference, distorting the regularity of the machine-made weave. Finally, there is an authenticity that materials imbue, through their physicality, which is important to me. And, as Walter Benjamin wrote, distinguishes the original from copies, giving art its indestructible aura. 
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Detail of work in progress, saffron-dyed linen threads being sewn into cotton duck. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
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Work in progress, reverse side, cotton threads sewn into linen. Photograph: Bridget H Jackson
One of the things that I am going to explore over the next few months is the effect of using found, recycled or second-hand materials. In moving away from materials I classify as belonging to a painter, I will see how the value of my work, and its meaning changes. Using materials which are not overtly in the tradition fine art may be a better fit with my intention to re-present and give new form to materials. They may assert the object nature of the work more clearly. So, at an art shop a few days ago I stared longingly at the beautiful sheets of pristine white paper available but opted for recycled newsprint. Paper seems like a good place to play.  Somewhere I won’t be too precious (because I see it as a lower quality material, with newsprint on the very bottom rung). I have started collecting materials with which to make colours: golden rod flowering by the canal, green acorns from Tiergarten park and a fragment of a brick. Alongside these experiments I will carry on weaving linen and cotton threads together, creating new material from the two, and I will think about whether I need the significance of canvas as a material and, if not, what I might use in its place.  
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    Bridget H Jackson is a painter, currently travelling in Europe but usually based in London

    I re-present the familiar in my paintings. The canvas surface on which an image normally sits becomes the focus of the work through unpicking and sewing. Similar forms are repeated over and over again until the source imagery is unrecognisable. My work records the everyday passage of time, moments which would not normally merit attention, often directly through the very act of their making. 

    The materiality of the media I use is particularly important because my work is economical in its imagery. Over the past year I have started to make my own paints and dyes from minerals and plants.  I like the contrast of using very traditional means of painting in work which is outwardly abstract. 

    www.BridgetHJackson.com

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