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Sunday, 26 July 2026

THE ARTIST IN RESIDENCE 32 : Long Island Sight

 yo! in among The Hamptons with Jackson Pollock.. innit!


here is a self-portrait of the.. 

ARTIST IN RESIDENCE

he looks pretty spaced out..

but really he is just 'in the zone'..

he has been at the easel..

trying to cram some drama into his work..

he is drawing with the oil paint tube..

he is slathering it on as well..

and then he is throwing great gobs of the stuff at the canvas..

from distance..

DO THIS IN MEMORY OF ME

we are on Long Island..

with Jackson Pollack..

it's f*ckin freezing..

he has no money for heating..

he is still dirt poor..

but Jackson is dancing..

he has the music playing loud..

and he is dancing to all that jazz..

dancing above a huge unrolled canvas on the floor..

and he is carrying a can of paint and a brush or stick,,

he swirls as he goes..

dribbling and dripping..

a rhythmic record of his dance..

soon they will come for him..

photographing and filming him..

making him famous but stealing his soul..

he will drink himself into oblivion and kill himself..

in a .. 

WRECK ON THE HIGHWAY

when he is in the zone..

our artist in residence that is..

he is acting out his fantasy of the artist as hero..

they ain't no outlines..

no perspective..

no restraint..

the artist is mad..

he throws the paint about..

and then he picks up the pieces..

interprets the mess..

and brings it home..

back from the edge..

back from Long Island..



Wednesday, 7 April 2021

50 YEARS ON

FOUNDATION 1971-2

 
 
 
steve willets..
 
told us at our first fine art seminar..
 
that painting was dead..
 
and that the thing we should be looking at was..
 
 
CONTROL  
 
 
which was his thing at the time..
 
and he had a magazine that he published under that name..
 
I listened to what he was saying..
 
stuff about cybernetics and message boards..
 
information exchange..
 
I think now he was into an internet kind of idea..
 
but had not a clue of what it was..
 
or how I could use it..

so after a while I tuned out..

and went to do some screen printing..
 

BRUCE DAVIDSON
 
 
I was taken with an image of Bruce's..
 
from his 'east 100th st'
 
it was the little girl..
 
behind the net curtain..
 
at home alone?
 
in a slum tenement..
 
in harlem..
 
new york..
 
I had a haltone screen made of this image..
 
and proceeded to make screen prints of it..
 
someone had spilled filler..
 
over my screen..
 
but I printed it anyway..
 
on both sides of the paper..
 
then cut shapes..
 
and folded back the flaps..
 
overprinted them..
 
some folded over, some not.. 


I shot these with my old zenith B..

3.5 lens..

just thought I would share them with you..
 
today..

50 years on