Monday, 12 May 2014

The brand of an artist, what a shame

A sketch from Friday at the Academie de la Grande Chaumiere.
Modogliani painted here.

Here are a few designs from the nude.  I was aiming for graphic images; graphic, not innuendo. 
I'm not sure I give you the picture.

It seems that nowadays artists, like so many other professionals, have to have a brand; be known  for a certain style or image. 

This is sad.  

We have to keep up the same thing for life, like an actor must play the same role for life.  
Seems the hottest market is street art style with spray paint.  I'd love to paint with spray cans but it's really not my thing and the market is overwhelmed with this too.  

It's a crisis.  

 Good technique whichever style will always be sought.

Sunday, 11 May 2014

Thursday, 1 May 2014

The Grande Marché d'Art Contemporain at the Bastille - Paris May 2014

Here's my stand, less is more.  
Number 102 on the Bastille end just off the parvis along Avenue de Bourdon.

I've invited about thirty gallerists to come.  One, I know, has looked into my stuff. 

The theme is diners and comptoirs.  I like the comparaison between the contemporary American diner and the contemporary Parisian comptoir.  The American diner has been around for quite a while and really not much has changed in the decor, kind of like the Parisian comptoir.  In both the waiters and waitresses wear uniforms.

 This is the first series I've ever done of interiors. 

Merde you must tell me, don't wish me luck, I'll despise you. Tell me merde for French or merda if you want to speak Italian. Both work if your Anglo. 

So happy I am that I quit painting cars and scenes of New York, its saturated.

My stand is right in front of the metro tracks, trains come and go all the time.

Here is everyone setting up yesterday.

And like wow, I am way down there on the left.  Look at that white sky!

Merde merda merde!