Gott kvöld all readers!
I just finished a painting. Now, for students of art, you should be familiar with this part. Whenever an artist goes to present something to the public, or prepare it for the public he/she conjures up an artist statement. An artist statement takes many forms; it can be poetic verse, simple prose, a paragraph or even a page. Artist statements do not usually extend beyond a page.
The purpose of an artist statement is reflection, it is intended to get at what was going through the artist's head, the obstacles he/she encountered, how they persevered, what they are trying to express, and anything else the artist wants to include pertinent to the work. An artist statement will affect how a work is received. It is okay for an artist to decline making a statement, people are going to connect to a work of art in whatever way they can. The more you give them though, the deeper they can enter into your world. When someone enters into an artist's world they make themselves vulnerable to the artist's whims and emotions. Art might seem like simply allowing reflections of light to enter your pupils, but at the same time you're letting in shadows too. This isn't a bad thing! Shadows allow for the light to be appreciated! You wouldn't be able to see the subtleties of shades, or appreciate the values in a rose without shadow. An artist's statement is a way to connect.
So, let me get down to business now. I've said my bit about artist statements so let me make one now. This piece is about shades of black, because "black" is a copout. The idea of "black" is much more multi-faceted than that. The ones who appreciate its shades go ostracized and shunned because they like to linger in its shadows.
This piece is about appreciating the things that do not go walking around in the spotlight, to the wizards and women who we called witches back in the middle ages; the ones who took to their own cottages in the forest rather than clean the walls of kingdoms and castles. To the alchemists, to the warlocks, to the bodhisattvas who choose to remain in a crazy world.
This painting is the Halloween costume in my head I may never have. It's to the darkness, to the evil that goes unappreciated in history, but is entirely necessary in order to elevate its heroes. It is a crow. It is a self-portrait. It is a lantern. It is my ride on the road from Reykjavík to the wild untamed, uninhabited vastness of Iceland. It´s the ones who like life, whether they get to be in the spotlight or not. It's to the cool ones, the ones who don't express things loudly (or do, but in a little bit deeper, more bassy ambient tone), who appreciate the timeless.
It's just a painting, it's wet shades of black on canvas, feathers, a crow, me and a mirror, shadows and shades. It's a sky without stars. It's me, happy to be in the dark, no one cares, no ones feels bad for me. I'm just happy, spotlight or none. I don't need all those shiny lights to remember that I'm still here, I'm still here!
So, kiddies, that's how you write an artist statement.
To the unseen, unnoticed, but still (sometimes very) important,