Painting in the studio has consumed much of my days. It is not that I have nothing to write about, rather there is too much to say, I do not know where to begin. I made £30 last Friday helping out one of my professors move out of her studio. Kate Bright is her name, and I met her boyfriend (also a painter) of six years and father of her new baby girl Belle. Kate’s studio was in this warehouse where she shared the space with 30 other prominent artists. All were forced out recently because they are converting them into condos. Sounds similar to artists in Chicago’s west loop a few years back. Anyway, I met many great artists, and even rubbed shoulders with Mark Titchner, one of the finalists for this years Turner Prize (Google this). Needless to say, I had a great experience regardless of the fact I had to move big & heavy shit up and down many flights of stairs. I learned a lot about the London art scene, looking through the backdoor. Oh, and if Bright Tate reads this, Kate has a brother, and she said if you two ever got hitched, your name could be Bright Bright!
Speaking of the Turner Prize and Bright Tate, I actually had a chance to see the four finalists work this afternoon at Tate Britain (art museum). Phylida Barlow, my head tutor calls me up while in the studio this morning and asked where I was. You see, she sent me a text the other day about meeting there, but forgot to include when. I told her I would head straight down, and she kindly bought my ticket in too! The winner of the Turner Prize recieves £25,000, and for the first time, this year the ‘loser’s’ will recieve £5,000. Four giant rooms housed all this contemporary art, but unfortunately I will not elaborate in detail about each one. I know the Tate’s website has artist bio’s. But if I were judge, I would give the prize to Titchner, or the painter Tomma Abts. Tichner uses the political power words and catch phrases and creates a variety of hypnotic painted and carved sculpures, videos, and billboard size computer generated art. Tomma Abts work results from many labored hours building layers and geometric forms that leap off the canvas, anyone would be proud to own her work.
So back to the £30 pounds I made, Jane and I had not had Mexican food in over a month, naturally I spent all the money on food and wine and cooked a feast. I also invited Mike and his girlfriend over. Mike goes to the School of the Art Institute of Chicago also, and we share the same studio space. He is a great drawer. Any-how, I went to the studio on Saturday for a few hours, and then Jane arrived and we went for a walk downtown. I sketched Big Ben, and then we went to a park. We were getting our game faces on and went to watch the Stanford/ND game, but upon arriving were disappointed to learn they were not showing it.
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Then on Monday I got busy at school, and had a one-on-one tutorial with Phylida. She is so delightful, and inquizative. She loved my work and energy, and encouraged me to push further. I was working directly from some amazing photos Jane and I took, and she thought the photos themselves were works of art, and to deviate more with the paintings. The next day Andrew Stahl informed the Round Room that seminar the following day would be conducted in there. Seminars happen twice a week, and are not formally required to attend (unless you are participating). I think Andrew liked the amount of work and energy coming from our studio and felt no better place to have seminar there. Well, I was a bit nervous, so I decided to stay late and paint and get to a point I were I was satisfied. The next morning my heart was pounding and lucky me, I went first! I wasn’t sure what to say, so I rambled for a bit, and then had about 30 minutes of Q & A from professors and peers. I’d say about 30-40 people in total attended, and for the most part got amazing feedback, and criticism, and comments similar to that of Phylida’s. Seminar transforms Slade into a truly unique and engaging environment; it is important to create a dialect among fellow artists in order to analyze, speculate, and question our creations.
Since I got that out of the way early, I am able to relax a bit now. My dad came into town the other day, and went to Scotland, and I think we are going to meet him in Dublin tommorrow. Next week we are going to check out Paris and maybe Prague, so it will be another busy week. Oh ya, on Monday, Jane took me to see the musical Chicago, in which Ashlee Simpson took the stage as Roxie Hart. She just started this gig 2 weeks ago, and will be in London til the end of the month. Her dancing and singing was suprisingly great, but acting was over-dramatic. Regardless, we enjoyed the show and felt it was fun irony seeing this play in London.