They say you never
stop learning and as an artist this statement is as true as can be for many
reasons. Firstly, there are so many different areas in art, so many different
fields in need of exploration that we can never honestly say we have done it
all. Secondly, assuming someone is successful in trying all the different
mediums out there, there are so many different ways to alter and apply the
skill acquired to the practice of art as a whole that there is an infinite
amount of ways to make a work. This has been the driving force and my
motivation in my undergraduate program. Throughout my years in school I have
experimented with various mediums and techniques, succeeding in some and
failing in others. Success made me understand new materials and grow in my
knowledge of the art making process. However, it was in failure that I learned
the greater lessons. Those materials that did not come easy to me were the ones
that pushed me to take a step back and try different approaches. This challenge
tapped into my problem solving area of the brain and forced me to put those
neurons to work and sometimes change my entire outlook. For me, one of the most
important parts of the art making process is where the mind goes and how
far it can be pushed. I thrive amidst the challenges of the unknown.
That being said, for
my final project in my Advanced Drawing class I decided to experiment with a
medium that is relatively new to me. I have previously worked with ink, but I
had never tried to use it in a way other than the conventional ink wash
drawings in black. To the right is an image I found online (artist unknown) of portraits done with ink. The work is very linear and does not include much detail but is able to successfully capture the features and personalities of the people. This time, I embraced the quality of the liquid and mixed it with water in order to get a chaotic and spontaneous background for my work.Since I knew I would be relying heavily on water, I wanted to use clay board for
this work to ensure that it would not be damaged by the use of liquids. I
allowed the water to make its mark as it was placed on the surface while I
guided it to where I wanted it to go. There was a good blend of giving and
taking in that I allowed the ink to be ink, to move freely, before intervening
and moving it about. This allowed for a combination of random spots of color
and swipes of a brush. This by no means created a harmonious environment, but
one that is more reminiscent and nostalgic, imitating the blurred world in
which our memories reside.
For the subject
matter I wanted to paint portraits of the four rocks of my family, the four
pillars that hold us all up through everything: my grandmother and her three
sisters. I have always said that I may not have known my grandfather, but I was
blessed with having four grandmothers, something that not many people can say.
These four strong women raised me and taught me everything I know about values
and my faith, something that is an important part of who I am. I struggled
through the process of making this because I came to notice and feel the impact
of the lack of documentation. Two out of the four sisters are in Mexico and
they do not have any form of technology that would facilitate the exchange of photographs.
This is extremely frustrating because looking through my photos of my travels I
had the usual ridiculous food and animal pictures but none of my two aunts and
unfortunately I do not have the luxury of driving five minutes to their home to
capture them as I did with my grandmother and her other sister. More than
anything, this project has opened my eyes to what truly matters in life and to
appreciate all that I have. I love these women and I sincerely hope that this
care and admiration can show through the portraits. Although they are not
photorealistic, they capture the blurry memory feeling and even some of my
frustration throughout the process. I will one day make portraits that are able
to capture the beauty of these women in the future. That isn’t to say that
these do not, because I believe that they do, but they capture so much more and
that is my own recollection of them and nostalgia. In fact, last week I dreamt
that I walked into my home and saw that all four of them were in the same room,
that I was able to hold them all at once and nothing else mattered to me
because my heart was full. This project focused more on emotion than technique
and I am very proud of the result.
As mentioned before,
these last four years of undergrad have been the key to opening the door to
many different techniques, materials and ideas. I have had highs and lows, but
they are all bricks that form the path that I will walk through my life to one
day find my voice as an artist and will continue to walk and grow from there because
there is so much to learn, this time is mine!