23/ 08 / 08: Dave Stewart-an American prayer

 

 

12/ 08 / 08: The gone to seed blossoms

Whilst it may seem on the face of it, that I have disapeared into some b(l)ackwater close-but-no-cigar reclusive hole, for retired artists these past few months, I have in fact been sequested away, burning the candle on forthcoming projects.

A continued turn of bad licensing deals, prevarications and basic bullshit, brought to a head the long held notion, that-well- I'm a big boy now, and nobody has my interests at heart better than myself, so I've taken a bold-and some would say, long overdue- foot forward, and my first book- 'Gods and Monsters'-the art phantastique of David Gough-is the result.

Published trhough my own Darq Matter imprint, for the moment, these will only be available through my website, and at public events,but if anyone knows of any distributors out there, who might be interested in displaying my little tome, then let me know.

My art will also be appearing in a number of other publications-which include one or two coffee table anthologies as well as the featured cover for Peter Carolls continued spiritual quest-in'The Apophenion'-now available from Amazon.

Start filling your holiday shopping lists now.

Talking of which, my biggest commitment at the moment, is art and writing duties on my total reinturprutation of Dickens Xmas Carol. At the time of writing, I'm still fleshing out the pages and putting painterly meat on the bones of yuletide's most infamous curmudgeon, but I am delighting in my twisted translation.

As if that isn't enough to keep me reaching for the Caffiene drip, I have several shows planned, as well as another exhibit at Basic on October 14th, where I will be showcasing-time willing- at least four or five new pieces. Check out my appearances page for more details.

Of course, I'll keep any new developments updated here and in the news section, so thanks for staying with us during what might have seemed a fallow period.


 

 

04/11 / 08: The Orphaned works bill

Pizza & Paint were the order of the day, at downtown San Diego's Basic, the happening venue. A gaggle of freinds in tow, and one other-whose work some of you might be familar with-'the Heart of Darkness' themed evening was shared by a coiterie of the most excellent urban artists. Amongst them, Sean Dietrich, Tou Vue,Tasso and a Mohawk coiffed Alex Julian, whose in your face artoonery, I reccomend most highly.

The evening was a splendid success, and I was hugely appreciative of the friends and fans who made a special effort to make it over there, particularly as this was a Tuesday-never the most ideal evening for galavanting.

Posted here,are a selection of pics from the evening. A huge thank you to my fellow artists,all attendees, and a special nod to Johnny Tran-who helped organise the event.

pics:

1&2-preparing for the show,(Tou's work in view) 3-With events organiser Johnny Tran, 4-sharing a beer and a moment with artist Tou Vue, 5-putting on the 'tude with artist Alex Julian and Tasso, 6-Lani and bff Shawna Fredenburg catch up on the gossip, 7-Group shot with friends-Loki, Elyssia, Tony, Earl Storm, Moi & Andy. 8-lost in the crowd with buddies Tina and Greg.

 
04/11 / 08: The Orphaned works bill

I became aware of this potentially devestating legislation against creative ownership,when it was first mooted a few years back-never believing for an instant it would become a possibility.
A passage from the following article reads thus...

'An Orphaned Work is any creative work of art where the artist or copyright owner has released their copyright, whether on purpose, by passage of time, or by lack of proper registration. In the same way that an orphaned child loses the protection of his or her parents, your creative work can become an orphan for others to use without your permission.'

Read more...

Interview with Mark Simon

Topics of disccussion through Illustrators partnership


Of course, with the greed of the current administration continuing to push for legislations, backed solely by business interests, this bill would have dire consequences for not only the rights of artists copyright, but also for anyone wanting to share a simple photograph.

I would encourage everyone-not just artists to read this, and act against this despicable legislation-this is not only a contravention of your basic human right-that which allows you to express freely, but also an imprisonment of all cultural forms-the results of which are too terrifying to comprehend.

 

04/ 06 / 08: Moving pictures part 1

Taking some downtime from all the usual frenzied activity in our household, we've been enjoying the fruits of our Netflix list. Three movies particularly, have grabbed my interest, in the way that they all have something of a common thread running through them, dealing as they do with a hollywood perception of art and artistic stereotypes, the first of which I'll review below.

Art School Confidential

Based around the original comic strip, the movie tells the story of an ambitious student with delusions to be the greatest artist of the 21st century,Jerome-played with wonderfully misanthropic gloom by Max Minghella-attends Strathmore Art institutel, where he navigates critique by a retinue of students with pretentious bonheme,a cynically weathered teacher-ever brilliantly portrayed by Malkovich-an unrequited love for his muse, bohemian nude model (a ravishing Sophia Myles), and a rather ridiculous serial killer sub-plot.

Anyone who has been an art student themself, will delight in the familiarity of characters (or charicatures)-from the self absorbed abstractionist-boring blowhard-Eno, who excuses himself from an assignment because his direction has nothing to do with light, form or composition, to the bitter failed artist and professor Sandiford, who soberly relates to Jerome,how it took him years to develop and evolve to point where he was painting triangles.

Dismissing the whole, art, ritual, murder subtext- an awkward metaphore for the arc of the story-the picture deals with casualties of the art world, and the notion that fame and success, comes as a trade off for jaded superficiality, and pretentious shlockk, is greater currency to any legacy and longgevity than real talent.