Time for ‘Bed"

Juxtaposing images, either as a collage or printing is not simply a decorative process it is a complicated exercise. The mind always tries to create a narrative between images.  The juxtaposition of arbitrary marks, color, photographs etc. will always tease and trick the mind into rationalizing what it is trying to process and attempt to make physical world references – in other words make sense of what it is trying to analyze.
‘Bed’ (1955) by Robert Rauschenberg

The surreal aspect of abstract art has been (in many cases) ignored. Artists like Rauschenberg and Richard Hamilton have exploited the absurdities of Marcel Duchamp and created something new – a combination of artistic and painterly ideas that has a foot in every camp.

Capitalizing on the visual freedom of expression that the Abstract Expressionists gave artists, Rauschenberg incorporated their processes of mark making into his vision of (Pop) Art. The meshing together of gestural marks and the printed image or ‘objets trouvé’ further complicated the visual dialogue – by laying over a print or combining an object somehow makes the process of  untangling the visual image simpler.

‘Bed’ is executed in a technique he called ‘combine painting’.


 

Robert Rauschenberg was a massive influence on my painting, printing and music. Images (and sounds) that are arbitrarily spliced together in an apparent random manner will, when juxtaposed against each other, create a narrative. This meshing together of unrelated imagery may appear to be arbitrary but the intellectual decision making that goes with the process is absolutely phenomenal. It is therefore unrealistic to expect the uneducated masses to view these images as ‘real art’. The birth of Photoshop has enabled everybody to create ‘non-intellectual’ versions of Rauchenberg (and Warhol).

Taken from blurb of the show at Broomhill (June 2010)

Here we are sat in the the cafe at the Tate waiting for lunch before going to see the Gauguin exhibition – only 30 years late for my thesis!…
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'Death by Sushi' Fish can kill me. When I was very small (maybe 3 or 4 years old) my grandfather, who lost the sight of one eye from a bullet fired by a German sniper (fortunately not a very good one) during the Battle of the Somme in World War 1, wiped my face with the corner of his apron, an apron he had used to wipe his filleting knife on. He was a grocery shopkeeper who specialized in wet fish.