Tuesday, February 28, 2017

The Sweet Misery of Happiness

My last showing at the Lake Wales Art Festival (February 2017) was nice, in that, again, I met some GREAT folks! I also was selected for an Award of Excellence. There was a very broad range of awards and prize monies at this event, even though it's relatively in the middle of nowhere on the edge of the very small downtown of Lake Wales.

Once again, I dragged a couple of my "completed" paintings just a little further by adding new compositional elements to each. Where I recently added several hummingbirds to the self portrait/figure study (entitled, Every Little Thing Gonna Be Alright), I squelched the question finally as to just "why" those birds are flittering around my head — it's because of the flowers emanating from my hands and hidden face! I certainly hope it's at last done!



And for The Moth Eater, I added depth to a studio image by putting a horizon and pastoral scene behind the subject...
 
I wish I was a faster painter... more driven and prolific. But I certainly don't need the baggage of being so wrapped up in my artwork and its "meaning" as to be removed from my real existence —which, by the way — is blissful and beautiful already. Oh the sweet misery of happiness!

Monday, December 5, 2016

Honored by the Kind People I Meet

In preparation for my most recent showing at the Dunedin Art Harvest this November (2016), I made some modifications to a couple of existing, completed paintings. I was trying to follow some personal advice from a very friendly (and extraordinary) local artist, Steven Kenny: Tell a story. But let the viewer assemble the tale— you just provide the props.

Steven's work is mostly surrealistic. While always a great fan of surrealism, I must not have met the minimum mushroom or hallucinogen intake in my youth to effectively have capitalized on the fantastic. Too rational. Too tied-to-reality. Too ... real?

A simple figure study suddenly suggests a narrative when a small bird and a moth etching in a locket are added. There's a Portlandia episode, "Put a Bird On It" that comes to mind!



Another simple figure study (self portrait) adds several hovering hummingbirds and an ominous sky to imply a story where none actually exists!


Where all this leads, is that these simple narrative devices substantially elevated the same show content that couldn't muster a print sale or secure placing in the competitive component of a show in Brooksville earlier this year. I believe curled paper won best of show, and I lost out in the painting category to painted gourds. But the art gods smiled upon me in Dunedin — and a Florida photographer friend, Adam Pourciau. We had per chance sat together and each of us received an Award of Merit and $600!


Another cool coincidence occurred: Papa Bear of the Biker and Dog painting showed up! An acquaintance recognized Jack, and put us in touch. He stopped by for a gratis print of him and Little Bear, his comfort dog. Looking forward to a homeless vet fund-raiser with Jack and Little Bear.

And last but not least, a very talented and generous photographer Mikell Herrick stopped by and chatted. Later she posted this absolutely beautiful shot of the inside of my tent:


As always, the BEST part of these shows are the kind and generous people you meet.  

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

Art Is a Strange Beast

Just got back from the Mayfair by-the-lake art show in beautiful downtown Lakeland. Once again, not much to show for our efforts but a tan — and the new connections with very nice people, specifically the artists. Not their great works, per se, but their earnest interest and kind, generous words.

Beforehand, I was wallowing deep in indecision as to continue this tack. Then, several conversations ensued with folks who approached me to express their appreciation for my artworks. These were also artists, and their encouragement and discussion regarding how to find a channel that met both my urge to create and show, and a potential customer base. Productive, positive vibes. Thanks.

When things start to turn commercial, I admit, I begin to lose it. I've always turned AWAY FROM the money, and I'm not really sure why. Perhaps I sense it's corrupting. Perhaps money's not something that I really need so badly; lucky, but still relatively broke. Perhaps the whole gig of being an artist is all a little pompous and preposterous. I wish I knew. I DO know that I prefer to stay in the shallow waters; I've met too many folks with an inflated sense of self worth that gets them in way over their head. Never pretty.

Art is a strange beast. I have acquired — or been blessed with — a certain skill set or two that I can at-will choose to exercise for various reasons: To explore my own psyche; catapult a venture; impress the impressionable; make a quick a buck — or not...  Each seems at odds with the other. Can all of these be accomplished simultaneously, without contradiction? Dunno.

So, while I have a little time before the fall season to consider/reconsider putting out more money on entry fees, lots of introspection will occur as I finish some carpentry and masonry jobs around the house in the summer heat. Always good to have these types of questions running through my mind while laboring, rather than regret or fantasy. At least their consideration will ultimately bear some fruit. And I'm feeling hungry.

Below: My latest painting (a self portrait) and the tent as viewed from the promenade. Do I look just a little angst-ridden?  




Thursday, March 3, 2016

2016 In Full Swing

"Been awhile," he wrote to himself, knowing full well the audience scope of his blog. But that's okay — this whole process of creating paintings can be like talking to one's self for long, long stretches of time.

Just now finishing up a month-long one-man show of my first works at the Michele Tuegel Contemporary gallery in St. Petersburg. Thanks to my many old friends — and new ones that attended out of curiosity — for your moral support and kind company at the show's opening!

Wrapping up my latest painting, "Uroboros and the Serpent Handler" (below) just moments ago; a few touch-ups and a varnish before my next appearance at the Art in the Park event in Brooksville, March 12 and 13. I'll be focused a little more on presentation this go-round. We'll see if that helps to create a viewer's psychological elevation of the works exhibited... Hope to see you there!




About Uroboros and the Serpent Handler

In a dry period of struggling with where to go, what to do, et cetera — all the things one does in the process of second-guessing one's creative self — I was sitting in the dark with coffee early one morning, when an image randomly appeared in my mind's eye: a nude figure (mine) was curled inside a box on a quilt. So I sketched it out, so as to not lose the thought, and immediately commenced conjuring a means to construct a box into which I ultimately crawled into, and, using the camera's self-timer, took a few images.

However... What was THAT all about?

I had no idea why the image seemed so arresting to me, yet meant absolutely nothing! I saw similarities in old masters paintings of the descension of Christ from the cross. As I commenced the painting, I was feeling doubts about a Christ image — especially since I was the model. I read much on the topic of artists throughout art history who modeled images of Christ after themselves. I mean, who is the most-available model to an artist, but himself? Finally after many discussions on the topic, I saw the trepidation of the concept in the eyes of friends and family. But I plodded onward. Finally, after testing a few of the wounds of crucifixion on the image, even I decided, "No way!" And so I investigated a geometric symbol within the square area of the composition, and decided a circle worked best, interweaving itself with the figure.

Uroboros: A circular symbol depicting a snake, or less commonly a dragon, swallowing its tail, as an emblem of wholeness or infinity.

A symbol of Ancient Egypt and India more than 400 years before Christ, the snake worked well for me. Coincidentally, I was reading an interesting website, The Bitter Southerner, whereupon I chanced on a story investigating a serpent-handling church on Sand Mountain in Alabama. In the painting was already an Appalachian quilt made by my Sand Mountain grandmother, Darcus Wade Rusk.

But as I near its completion, I have but one recommendation for other artists before embarking on a representation of a uroboros: Don't! That's a lot of snake scales to render, and there was as much study of Eastern Diamondback Rattlesnake markings that went into this as there was general painting of the figure and quilt!

Later! (Likely MUCH later!)

Saturday, January 16, 2016

Art Festivals Are Hard Work!

In 2015, I attended a few art festivals (Brooksville, Winter Park and Ocala) ... Only three shows in to this "alternate reality" endeavor, I'm learning a consistent, humble lesson, for sure: People are the best part of these events. Not just the public at large, but the folks you chance to be located near in booth assignments, and the artists you engage in conversation with across the gamut of styles, niches and media.

So, with that "glass half-full" perspective, I can still say that selling little or nothing is not as entirely disappointing as it may sound. Of course — I don't know how long I could continue on this course due to the funds required to sustain it, but the willingness to share ideas, insights and encouragement from one's peers is super nice.

Tuesday, January 5, 2016

Gallery Showing — So Soon!

While I'm not at any record-setting pace, I'll be showing some of my figurative paintings done in 2014– 2015 at Michele Tuegel Contemporary beginning this weekend until early February 2016. Those who know me certainly know this pace, however, exceeds all my expectations.

My expectations were tempered with (1) not really knowing if I had the discipline to create this body of work; or (2) whether such an opportunity as a gallery event might even be accessible to me so early on this path. Everything I've read on the topic of galleries cautioned that it could take a substantial period — years even — of building a reputation and catalog, in addition to much good luck!

Well the "good luck" part happened in spades when I made the acquaintance of Michele Tuegel and Gilbert Johnson. It's a blessing to be on the receiving end their kindness and earnest feedback. I hope I can make Michele's investments of faith in artists and business acumen profit her this New Year!

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In the Gallery                                                              January 2016

Happy New Year!

Please join us for the 
Opening Reception
of this solo exhibition 
and meet the artist

CROPPED: 
Oil Paintings by Clovis Dean Rusk
For Annie Dean Rusk  
For Annie, 36 x 36 in.
 
Coinciding with
2nd Saturday ArtWalk 

Saturday, January 9, 2016
  
  5 - 9 p.m.

IN THE
320 CENTRAL AVENUE 
DOWNTOWN ST. PETERSBURG 
    
Tuscan Dreams Dean Rusk
Tuscan Dream, 22 x 42 in.
Clovis Dean Rusk  |  Pursuing painting as a second career since his retirement as a graphic designer, 'Dean' has already amassed an impressive collection of work in a style reminiscent of Modernist Realism. Many of his large canvasses consist of "cropped" and meticulously-detailed sections of the female body, focusing on the form with equal concern for technical design, color and pattern in the background. Other subjects hint of contemporary portraiture and magnified images of natural objects in nature.   

Dean received his B.A. in painting, drawing and photography in the late 70's from the University of Tampa. Today, he lives with his wife in Brooksville, FL where he maintains a painting studio and is also a songwriter and musician with the band Those Unscrupulous Sunspots, performing in Central Florida-area venues.

His work is represented by Michele Tuegel Contemporary.
  
 



ARTWALK EVENTS ARE FREE AND OPEN TO THE PUBLIC

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CROPPED: Oil Paintings by Clovis Dean Rusk 
On exhibition
January 9 - February 27, 2016

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Saturday, November 14, 2015

In Addition To Artwork...

...There's my other preoccupation: Original music. Here's a mini web-player of the songs our band, Those Unscrupulous Sunspots, have recorded: