Richard Hamilton, 'The Treatment Room' 1983-84
Artist Hamilton's artwork depicting Margaret Thatcher's brainwashing of the nation
It’s been a week of reflection. The death
of Thatcher has inevitably made me look back on her time in power during the
Eighties with both anger and contempt. Anger for the devastation she brought
upon the community I grew up in, in the industrial Black Country of West
Bromwich and its surrounding towns, which saw the needless loss in such a short
period, of all the manufacturing industry the area was known for. A period
which saw ordinary working men like my own father and his friends finding
themselves unemployed and unemployable: ‘too old’ for jobs in their forties, as
factory after factory closed down. Contempt for the politicians and the
right-wing media and their cronies as they ‘remember’ this ‘Great Briton’ this
week. This Great Briton who through her actions of closing down our industries,
our dockyards, our pits, was the architect of this Welfare State we are now
told we should despise by the same people who hail the achievements of this
‘towering’ figure in British politics. The
irony sickens me to the core. On so many occasions this week I have felt like
smashing the television or radio. At least as the week has gone on there has
been a souring of this type of coverage, as more people openly express their
anger and bitterness at Thatcher’s true legacy: a Britain torn apart by vast
inequalities between rich and poor; where the needs of the individual override
any sense of the needs of the many, of society; a society driven by rampant
consumerism to drive the economy (as there is nothing else to now); a harsher,
more selfish society for us all and our children. And I’m being asked to pay for the funeral? It
says it all about this country we seem to be living in right now.
Jeremy Dellar and Mike Figgis, 'The Battle of Orgreave', DVD still, 2002
I needed to say that (though the likes of
Glenda Jackson, Mark Steel, and Russell Brand have said it so much better this
week-see links below). In the relative
safety of my studio I’ve been reflecting on some of the paintings I’ve made in
the last four years or so, since starting the website, in preparation for an
interview with a local commercial gallery on Friday, who wanted to see more
work after I contacted them with a few images. Park View Art Gallery is a local
gallery in Kings Heath that I often pass, but seldom visit, despite liking much
of the work I often view in the window. I was drawn into the gallery by some
great abstract paintings the other week, and found myself really enjoying lots
of the work on display, which was often very painterly yet formal, and with
examples of both abstract and some good figurative work. After chatting to the
owner, on learning that I was local, he encouraged me to apply as they were
currently seeking new local artists to promote, wanting to develop the gallery
after a recent period of refurbishment.
'Silence', oil on canvas, 100 x 120cms, 2012
I could only send three jpegs, so I sent two
motorway paintings and a Scandinavian drawing. When selecting more things from
the studio ( I took eight paintings in all), I thought it would be better to
choose more of a range of work, as I do work fairly widely across many
interests, and see where this would lead.
They could only say no. When I found myself looking back on the all the
landscape inspired work, largely paintings of trees and flowers, I found myself
feeling, about paintings I had previously enjoyed, just how short it all seem
to fall now They all seemed ideas half-realised, experiments in form and
language, rather than the finished thing, compared to the motorway work, which
does appear at least to be a more cohesive representation of ongoing concerns,
and definitely more distinctive.
'Shudder' oil on canvas, 90 x 110cms
And this is sort of how it panned it when I
went in funnily enough. They really liked my motorway paintings, and have
selected two of those, and want me to complete further drawings, similar to the
ones recently displayed in Rugby, to be mounted and accompanied in a portfolio when
they go on show (that’s my studio time for the next two weeks!). They also are
mounting about ten of the Scandinavian drawings for the portfolio too, although
they weren’t honestly that enthusiastic about these. However, they did also
take two of the older paintings, ‘Spring’ and ‘Bring Down’, which I decided to
take, thinking their decorative qualities may have a wider appeal, which is a
view they shared. They were definitely
most enthusiastic about the grit of the motorway paintings though, which I’m
pleased about, because this is where I’m at presently, and also because of my
own lack of conviction in these older pieces now. It would be good if they could find a home,
otherwise they are coming off the stretchers.
'Spring', oil on canvas, 120 x 150cms, 2008
I did also take in some of my still lives
and a portrait, but unfortunately, they were less than enthusiastic about
these. And yet in my opinion I actually think ‘Stop Pause Rewind’ is one of my
best paintings in recent years, and ‘Safeera’ is my favourite portrait from an experience
of making around 100 portraits. Still,
just because they didn’t like them shouldn’t diminish them, but where I feel I
should be pleased to have achieved an ambition to start getting my work represented
in a commercial gallery, one can’t help feeling rejected as much as accepted
because of their reaction to these. One is left with a mixture of emotions, but
maybe that says more about me, and my relationship with my paintings.
'Stop Pause Rewind', oil on canvas, 150 x 110cms, 2009
'Safeera', oil on canvas, 120 x 90cms, 2010
Presenting my work to the gallery was quite
a tough gig, and I think I’ve had my fair share of tough gigs over the years,
so at the end of the day to get these paintings taken on is great. The recent
experience at Rugby recently seemed a backwards step in many ways, as I’ve done
so many shows like this: exhibitions I’ve put on myself etc, I came away with a
new determination to try and get the work presented in different ways,
particularly in a commercial context, and take different risks. Park View is a
good gallery, in a good location, so I’m
cautiously excited to be following this next lead for now in the hope that it
may be the beginning of trying to find a wider audience for my work, but also
mine some new territories….
Back to Thatcher…here are a few must read
links to help straighten out a distorted story. The artworks at the top of the post are examples of some of the anti-Thatcher protest art made over the years. Think I may start on my own tonight...
1 comment:
Shaun. Now, you see that's what I should have written in my recent post instead of waffling about railway bridges in Grantham. Couldn't agree more, we are all stained by their attempts to rewrite history over the last week. I do suspect they'll have to mount a 24 hour guard on any permanent memorial they might try to make us pay for after the event. It is some small comfort that at least certain folk who actually remember the 80s are prepared to stand up and be counted as nay-sayers.
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