A Little Friday Night Art
When I was 5 years old I knew I would be an artist of some kind. It always felt like this would happen to me whether I wanted it to or not, like I was being sucked into a vacuum. If I wanted to be a doctor or a lawyer (and at different times I wanted to be each) I was out of luck because art would pull me into its vortex and that would be that.
So I spent years in private art classes. And I made yearly pilgrimages to the museums in New York City. And I’ve spent half my life getting a subscription to Art In America magazine. And I majored in art in college (specifically I studied computer art, graphic design and modern dance). And the minute I graduated I fell headlong into the graphic design world, where I remain (with a little web design on the side), almost 2 decades later.
When I was in college I wished upon wish that I could be a talented and inspired painter. I fell in love with the works of Mark Rothko, Joan Miro, Jasper Johns, Wassily Kandinsky and Amedeo Modigliani. I would have just died to have a tenth of the talent that any one of those guys possessed. But it was not meant to be. I was then, and remain, a sucky painter.
Once in a while I paint something, and it always feels like I HAVE to paint that painting. I have some skill with paint, but no technique. But the real problem with my painting is that I HAVE NOTHING TO SAY in that medium! The painters who I admire so much used their painting to say something that needed to be said, something that can’t be said using other media. And so I am stuck, admiring the world of painting from the outside, like a kid with her nose permanently pressed against the candy store window.
But enough about my angst. I started this post because I wanted to show you, not painting, but some very interesting drawings by the Swedish artist Thomas Broomé. The series is called ModernMantra and his drawing technique is very clever. Well, I won’t describe I will show. Enjoy! And be sure to check out the CocaLocusts too.
