Marching Ahead

Posted in Illustration, Slug News with tags , , , , on 13 August, 2023 by endlessslug

Since everything else in my life keeps failing, I thought I’d try YET another new approach. Actually, this isn’t a “new” approach but is rather more of a stronger commitment to an approach I checked out earlier. I have a few new works on the way but in the mean time, I thought I’d invite everyone to check out my Kofi and Patreon sites in hopes of getting just a lil’ bit of financial support from the great community of which we cannot see. How does $3 a month sound? Pocket change for most people but if I was able to get several backers a month, I could actually almost live off of that – and by “live”, I mean actually work on writing and drawing projects to propel me into greater artistic and design success. Working dead-end jobs to just pay bills is no way for any artist to thrive and the majority of the reason why my posts and subsequent work is rarely updated. I just have no time to create anything and I’m just sitting here getting older, watching all the creative juice waste away. Let’s see what happens with a public support option.

The Endless Slug on Kofi

The Endless Slug on Patreon (Merch!)

Some new work to be published shortly by Johnny Rook Games

2023

Heather Mayfield

Illustration for Warrens of the Great Goblin Chief

Warrens Kickstarter Page

2023

Summer Troyes

Another Illustration for Warrens. This one was a special request stylistically to match the one I did over a decade ago for the original book printing.

Johnny Rook Games

More illustrations on the way. I was a bit inspired by this new chance to re-create images for a reprint. I was never super-happy about the originals. Their next reprint will be kickstarting soon and that one will be a completely different challenge… I’m to re-do the cover painting for it! Oh no! Time to dust off the oils.

Just a Little Update

Posted in Illustration with tags , , , , on 7 April, 2023 by endlessslug

Just wanted to say that I’m still out here, still working on things and will someday (sigh) post some new stuff. I have some new illustrations for Johnny Rook Games and some reworked old work that I’d like to post, so keep an eye out for that. Well, let’s post a couple now…

There we go, some new stuff. Well, some updated old stuff. More to come…

The Endless Slug

Spring has arrived

Posted in Uncategorized on 31 May, 2022 by endlessslug

The slug stirs and is awakened by possibility. A path appears.

An Orange Fish. A Eulogy.

Posted in Uncategorized on 8 April, 2020 by endlessslug
Unfortunate discovery today. I was preparing some older student work for having some pics taken and posted, when I discovered that one of my portfolio cases leaked while in storage. I lost a good 20-30 of student works, including most of my very first geometric-organics. Some of the larger works are salvageable, but I did lose one important work: An Orange Fish. Why this was even in this particular portfolio case, I have no idea, but it was and is so damaged and covered in black mold, that it’s irrecoverable.  It’s diptych half (it was part of 2) is unscathed, but now has no twin, except in digital space.
 

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An Orange Fish

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A Blue Fish
(These images do not show the actual size difference.  A Blue Fish is about 2-3 times the canvas size of An Orange Fish making both fish about the same size)
An Orange Fish was an important work for me. It may not seem like much to the casual viewer, but to artists, there’s a lot going on. In art, a fish is classically a representation of something completely mundane, average, and generally culturally useless or without any merit. The combination of a bright orange clownfish drawn in cray-pas, over a bland geometric but active ground made of charcoal, together with a similar work of different size but with a blue-white angelfish, all drawn as still-life from two enormous pillows that I won from Great America, hung on the wall as a claim of ART was a criticism of viewership and absurdity and the control of fed content. That’s just the tip of the conversational iceberg. I think, one of my favorite experiences with this drawing was in it’s first crit class where one of the grad students could not see the fish. It’s white patterns meshed so cleanly with the geometric ground that the orange bits floated as some sort of amorphous non-sense in the foreground to him. Although he didn’t see the fish (and didn’t for like an hour after), his criticism of the work-sans-fish was so interesting that it ended up changing my own understanding of what I had just done.
It’s also one of only two of my works to ever win an award.
With that said, I thank An Orange Fish for broadening my understanding of art, and of how people interact with art.  Most importantly, I thank it for teaching me a certain awareness of the complete lack of understanding that most people have about what they see and experience.  A person only understands a thing from their own knowledge and experience, which can be severely lacking in any given situation.  A conclusion is immediately arrived at that even if completely off-base, suits a person well because that personal conclusion fits their understanding of the world around them, even if totally wrong.  In our instant contemporary world, critics are shamed when they attempt to educate another, the other believing that someone is merely pressing their worldview on them without once thinking that the other person might have some knowledge about a subject that they do not understand.  Why bother when our phone’s tell us whatever it is we want to know, how we want to know it.
My student work was designed to ferret out people’s bullshit in an observable liminal space.  My senior art instructor raised my final grades from “this guy is worthless” to “one of the best artists I have ever seen in my 40 years in the art world” by sitting with me and watching people’s reactions to my work one Sunday in spring.  My paintings touch all of the basics of what we know as successful art, drawing a person in instantly, but with small alterations that keep a person in place and get them to talk with whomever is standing next to them.  They have no idea what they’re looking at, but they believe that it’s important and try to work out it’s meaning themselves or in small groups.  You see, it’s the act of that attempt at forming meaning that is the art.  It’s not a social experiment, but a social conclusion built of a solid painting hypothesis drenched in years of social science and aesthetic science, stretched before them.  An Orange Fish made that all possible.
Here’s to you,  my little orange fish.  You made me a better artist and person, I only wish that I could have protected you better.

Updated: The State of Fine Art Today

Posted in Uncategorized on 7 March, 2020 by endlessslug

After a long winter’s sleep, The Endless Slug finds himself in a new land, filled with new art and new ideas.  Or does he?  It appears to be time for a little update as to the state of the world of fine art.

While thinking about starting this post, I had a nice outline of topics to write overviews about.  The more that I thought about it, the more I felt that there was some sort of over-arching problem that I needed to address.  I had and have just too many criticisms, where would a slug begin?  I believe that a broader topic, then, would be defining what we mean by “Fine Art” – because the public-media world has thrown the idea of refinement (at least in the classical sense) to the gutter in favor of individual “utterances” of art, complete with masses-inspired promotion of these utterances.

What?

Sorry for the word diarrhea.  Stay with me here – keep in mind that the slug has been apart from the world of social media since probably 2008.  He has missed much of the development of the scene that most people seem to take for granted as an everyday experience.  Criticism about one’s daily normal routine can be therefore a little troubling to folks (read: you).  Apologetics aside, let’s continue.

The classic definition of Fine Art is one about refinement of aesthetic and idea on a grand scale.  It is an Enlightenment idea, built of objectivity and reason.  There is often this common idea, even among artists, that all art is subjective, but this just simply is not true.  Art is a science, which I’ve discussed before, but I’ll review briefly:  The objectivity in art is data-based like anything else.  We test art’s hypotheses in public forums (do viewers or experiencers of the work understand the work in the same fashion, using salons, galleries, museums, etc. as controlled places of analysis) and by longevity (does the art carry the same meaning over time in the same groups).  Purely subjective art, however, is what we see all over the inter-webs, and purely subjective art is crap.  Anime makes you stupid.  However, overly subjective art is not crap to those who make it, or their close circle of friends, or the handful of people that actually “like” the work for whatever reason.  I should note that there’s never a problem in just liking something, but in the world of refined art, we have to distinguish between personal interest and everyone’s interest.

Good art is nice, Great art reciprocates something important with those that experience it.  I say “something” because the power of great art varies from work to work.  This “something” is sometimes just aesthetic, sometimes catharsis, sometimes political, cultural, topical, emotional, or otherwise experiential.   Fine art is often criticized as being the art of old white men from the west.  After my few 25 years of interaction with the art scene on a global scale, I can tell you that I have never seen this as the case.  But perhaps, by the time I hit the scene, the world of the old white men had already dissolved?  I don’t actually think this is the case though.  There are areas, communities of fine art aficionados that follow the old white man trend as publicly understood, but art is, and always has been global.  The issue has sometimes been how to translate art between cultures.  Art is a language, just like English, Chinese, French, etc., and it must be culturally translated between others in the same way.  I think this translation issue is partly the blame for the arguments for anime as art (it is crap).  I’ll discuss this in another post, but what I mean is that one of the common rebuttals to my arguments against anime is that I don’t understand Japanese culture enough to “get it”.  For those of you who understand the anime problem, you can see why that idea is laughable.  I digress.  Refinement cannot be global.  The white man argument is that art is as the Greeks or Romans would have it, for now and forever, and any other culture who thought differently were wrong.  There is a geographical and cultural limit to fine art – a boundary that cannot be crossed because the “other” in the general sense cannot understand the refinement addressed to them.  All art is therefore ethnocentric to some degree.  What makes any art Fine Art, in any culture, is when it addresses issues that affect either their culture as a whole, or a emotional or psychological issue that is perceived to be generally applicable to everyone, everywhere, even if the problem or it’s solution is really only local.  I think of Rothko here.  Big paintings of a color with tone, designed to be immersive experiences of catharsis and personal retrospective insight.  While the concept could be global, the color choices are not.  Color means different things to different cultures, and sometimes even individuals, but again, individuals do not really matter.  We do not paint for you, we paint for You.  If you are affected, that gives us a data point towards supporting our hypothesis about You.

Social media is a great community of yous.  It is not a You, as much as it would like to be, or might be some day.  It is still an experiment in progress.  It is a bunch of very intelligent apes playing with new toys that most of them do not really understand.  If you are reading this blog, and have read this post this far, you are probably a bit more sophisticated than that generalization, but you are probably also an outlier to the data set – you are Jane Goodall.  Or maybe you are just angry, awaiting the end of the blog to lay down your hate counter-rant.  Did I invoke a mood?  Are you thinking, criticizing, arguing with me?  Reciprocating?  Do I really mean any of this?

Memes are interesting to me, both as an anthropologist and an artist (I am/once was both and more).  The definition of “meme” from 2008 was from the 1970’s sociological framework (meme is not a new concept, it is only being used differently now), meaning some referential idea that conjures up a memory of a thing or event, shared by a group; a collective of thought portrayed through a single point of recall.  Our social media memes do follow this definition, but they have added image and sometimes sound, often in a vast range of referential imagery scoping from intensely personal to the super-broad.  I’ve notices a large trend on my own feeds of people using analogy images and text that read effectively, “this is what [event] is like” in an attempt to create common understanding through an often highly specific event, often intrinsic to the social media world in itself.  What I mean is that I’ve seen many of these memes use images from prior, presumably well-known social media events to visually communicate a similar feeling about a similar event.  It is an entire language of referential pictorial simile or metaphor…  (and here’s the kicker) similar to cave art.  Whaa??

There have been some really good memes out there, the Lascaux’s of the internet.  What do I mean by really good?  Memes that capture a feeling or mood, or give an immediate explanation as response to another event that is instantly understood by it’s viewers.  But only for a moment – this is our thesis.  I know that I laughed at some memes yesterday, but what were they?  Why can I remember the brush strokes of a Van Gogh, the smell of the streets of Bucharest, the horrid illness I had after eating too many Jaffe cakes, but I cannot remember the color of the cat in the illustrated dancing cat video I saw last night that gave me so much pleasure?  I know a cat danced, and that I laughed.  I know that as I wrote this post, that I had to really force myself to even remember the cat meme, and I probably only remembered it because I talked to the person who posted it this morning and we had a (shared experience) laugh about it.  Memes are only distractions.  They are a waste of your time and mental energy, except probably by those that make them.  That takes a little time and effort – but for what purpose, likes?  Memes are like looking at the artist’s sketchbook (major taboo there) but sketches of a work never completed.  If we constantly curb the development of the meme-ist to a world of consuming hyper-production, real skill, real ideas will rarely, if ever surface.  Hello meme-ist, I’ll have that burger meal medium-sized.  Thank you.

Memes also fall into different classes.  There are classic “forwards” memes (we had these since at least the late 80s), family memes, super-trendy “underground” memes, social butterfly memes, and accidentals, among others, and any meme or whatever can become “virals”.  I know this is probably obvious old hat to most readers, but we’re typologizing here for later science.

Aside: does anyone hand-write letters anymore?

I’ll leave this post here for now.  There’s obviously much more to say, but I think this is a good splash of things to come.  The state of fine art today is in trouble, and has been since I started posting (read: ranting) about it in the 90s.  Yes, there were forums even as far back as in the 80’s, although we don’t see this very much in pop-culture TV and movies.  No, I’m not all that old – this is not an old man attacking the younger generations he cannot or refuses to comprehend (I like new things!).  I got my first modem when I was about 13-14 and discovered BBS’s almost instantly.  I’ve had many names, many faces, and I’m still here.  Still writing, drawing, painting, learning, improving, hoping, and waiting.

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