Right now I am working on three mini-series under the main series theme of "When We Are Children." They being "The Crown Princess and the Chamber Maid," "Eli and Oskar," and "Henry and June... and Anais." I'm a bit obsessed with the first of the three. I have about 15 drawings in progress for it taped onto my drawing studio wall that I take turns working on. The other two of the series I only have a couple drawings for each but definitely will develop further after I finish good amount of the princess and maid drawings. Here are examples from each-
I blogged about John Casey before but wanted to put some new images up because I'm loving his newer drawings. Ever since I started drawing more, instead of just painting, I've developed a much greater appreciation for artists that pursue, push and excel in this medium. Yeah!
The details are unfortunately lost in these resized images so be sure to check them out on his website.
"I accept what I have in myself. I am far from neurosis. I have lived reality, faced reality; I know reality- I am not cut off, I have no fears, no anxieties- but I prefer the dream. La vida es sueño."
"It's complications that amuse me. I laugh alone. Something is happening here of which I am not afraid. It is not insanity, but it is creating in space and loneliness. It is not schizophrenia, it is a vision, a city suspended in the sky, a rhythm which demands solitude. Creation issues only in separateness."
I got my hands on some Fever Ray tracks a little over a month ago and today checked out the video for the song "If I Had a Heart." I loved, loved, and love this particular song, now seeing the video for it- speechless. It captures the mood of the song perfectly. So haunting, so beautiful, there's this eerie simplicity to it (both the song and the video) and at the same time this weight and heaviness. A wonderful juxtaposition of sound, emotions, and now visuals. And oh, it doesn't hurt that the lyrics to this song is written for my life. this will never end cause i want more more, give me more, give me more
this will never end cause i want more more, give me more, give me more
if i had a heart i could love you if i had a voice i would sing after the night when i wake up i'll see what tomorrow brings
if i had a voice i would sing
dangling feet from window frame will i ever ever reach the floor? more, give me more, give me more
crushed and filled with all i found underneath and inside just to come around more, give me more, give me more
"Walking home and thinking, in my book I can ordain, rule, walk, laugh, shout, do acts of violence, kill. I am creator and king. This same will applied to life, kills one. All creators are unhappy in life. All creators are absolutists. Tired of struggling against the limitations of life. In art none."
I am actually quite happy in life, so I disagree somewhat with the line "All creators are unhappy in life." (I agree complete with all the rest.) Although I should say when I am un-happiest is when I am in my creative state and the disconnect between that world and the real world is so vastly noticeable and it's impossible not to compare and contrast. We are forced to live as two. So, we do. And that's that.
Michelle Jane Lee’s art is minimalist in form yet muscular in content. There is a complexity, density; to put it simply, there is a lot of heart in her often times sparse drawings and paintings.
She is about going back to the moment of childhood possibility before our imaginations become impoverished and our options seemingly circumscribed. Her work reminds us that things could be different, if only we are brave enough to embrace the free fall, letting go of all of our prosthetics that keep us from realizing our freedom.