This is not art. No. 14…

But first…
Dulltown, UK: Today’s colours are: voluptuous violet, ambient amber, bruised brown, lofty lilac, crumbly cream, and lazy lemon.

dscn4554This is number 14 in my series ‘This is not art’ – are you enjoying these dear reader? I am!
This work is definitely an ‘abstract’ – I put quotes around the word because it always sounds a bit pretentious when it’s preceded by the word ‘an’. ‘Abstract’ used as an adjective to me seems fine, an abstract work/painting/piece, yes, that’s alright – but for some reason when people say, ‘This is one of my recent abstracts… Do you like it?…’ I start to feel edgy. It’s the sort of thing you might get in a 1950s film, a time when people were still struggling with this new trendy thing called abstraction, and they would emphasise the word as if the person listening had never come across it before and needed a bit of educating on the latest hot thing in the arts.
Speaking of art cropping up in films – aren’t the works, the painting hanging tilted on the wall of the stylish LA house after the robbery, the sculpture in the posh white gallery where the murder victim has just been found, awful? They are handy for introducing a bit of humour into the scene though – especially when the humble ignorant detective asks how much such a thing might cost…

Anyway, here is number 14.
I will yet again come out with my statement – I have seen far less interesting things on art gallery walls.
Aren’t the colours beautifully balanced? The slightly blue/grey to the right, and the brown-tinged grey on the left; how about the carefree and expressive brushwork of those black and orange forms?
What about the two vertical wooden elements? The whole thing could be a simple flat two-dimensional painting if they weren’t there, almost as if on ordinary canvas, but these knotty brown interlopers pull, push, and propel the unwilling piece into the third dimension – this cleverly understated dimensional struggle provides a real world counterbalance to the brightness of the orange-black forms. These stubborn unyielding pieces of moist timber are speaking, can you hear them? They are trying to cajole and restrain this upstart chromatic incipient optimism to the left, they are whispering, ‘Now, now, Mr Black, Mr Orange, hold hard there – you are out of your league here – you cannot compete with, or even comprehend, our extra dimension of space no matter what subtleties of hue and tone you think you can muster to…’
Oh, I’m fed up with this nonsense…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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15 Responses to This is not art. No. 14…

  1. Rebecca says:

    Well, I like it. šŸ™‚

  2. memadtwo says:

    It’s not Art, but it’s definitely art. (K)

  3. Dana Doran says:

    That’s right…..photographs are not art, right? Everything, nothing is art…..ask that gallery person over there on the left….standing next to that blade. ha!

  4. Well, I think it’s beautiful and I applaud you for picking it out of the visual clutter of our world. Seeing is an art, too.

  5. ktz2 says:

    I always appreciate the totality but my eye seems to pick out a recognizable (to me) image on these things. This time it’s a faint dog’s head around the middle of the gray area, possibly wearing a blue bow on top. .

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