At the gallery talk I gave a few weeks back at the Principle Gallery, I referenced my early work, before the Red Tree emerged in my work and the landscapes were less centered on a central figure. Whenever I talk about how the work evolved over the years I always turn and look at the paintings of mine that are hanging and try to find something that has some sort of equivalency and never really see anything there that fits the bill.
I was reminded of this yesterday when I was going through some old work on the computer and came across this scan of a small piece from about 15 years back. It’s about 4″ by 5″ on a piece of illustration board and is very emblematic of the work I was trying to produce at the time. It was all about blocks of color and their relationship to one another and how atmosphere and feeling was created by them. They were extremely quiet, almost mute. Stoic.
There is always a part of me that wonders, when seeing examples of this early work, what my work would be now if I had chosen to stay in that mode of expression, if I had not been sparked by the energy of the red tree. Would the work have grown in a different way, with a different feel and appearance?
Perhaps it’s not wise to ask such questions. I suppose we are what we are at this point in time and to reflect back with such questions serves no purpose.
But looking at this work, I can see the beginnings of what has become my work. I see the point where I was at that time in the progression of how I mix colors and how the paint is applied. I can see the things in this piece that would spark other pieces which would contribute to the work’s evolution. That’s one of the aspects of painting I seldom talk about – how work begets work, how each piece is a step forward in the evolution of a body of work. It’s a process of constant change and adjustment, always moving hopefully ahead.
Maybe that’s the purpose in looking back on earlier work- to see if one has truly changed or grown.
I don’t know…