I took a few weeks off from blogging. The Netherlands has been back on full lockdown and omicron is spreading like wildfire. In locking down again, the kids were off school for an extended winter break, and after two years without much of a break from the unending demands of parenting, I’m exhausted. I decided to let the blog posts slide while working on pieces for my portfolio. For a change of pace, we went to Paris (not locked down) and that was excellent. I hadn’t been there since 2014 and it was fun to show the boys around. We did the usual tourist stuff: Eiffel tower, Sacre Cour, the Louvre, the Catacombs, and we went to the Pompidou: a museum I’d wanted to visit for years. And, of course, the bakeries were incomparable. Everyone loved it and I hope to go again soon. It’s always entertaining to blunder my way through exchanges in French.
I’ve been trying to consume a lot of contemporary art lately because I think it’s important for understanding what’s current. There are so many directions, though, that I often feel at sea. Intriguingly, I’ve recently noticed a renewed interest in the mid-century painters who weren’t abstract, but were often overshadowed by those who were: David Hockney, Francis Bacon, Lucien Freud, and Norman Rockwell. I wonder if there’s a hunger for approachable art, because a lot of art these days is very difficult and inaccessible to all but the deepest art-world insiders. The Pompidou had an interesting show featuring Pierre Bismuth, a contemporary French artist who I hadn’t heard of before. I liked looking at his range of work; it was inspiring to see the many ways he approached it. A lot of it could be called Meta, which I’ve always been drawn to as a concept, but it requires a lot of context: for example, understanding a used Saab re-upholstered with the names of collected artists of the collector who formerly owned the car is a lot of levels of indirection. There were also chocolate bars branded with Bismuth’s name on them, offered as part of the exhibit, (this inclined the kids to like it, too). It was a very savvy commentary on branding.
In news of my work, in spite of the Buurtwerkplaats being closed, I bought myself a small butane torch and finished my copper Tipping Point sculpture at home. I decided to change course from my first idea. I like the outcome more than I thought I would, and frankly, more than I think I would’ve liked the original. In terms of process, I was much faster chasing out the third stone than the first two, and It resolved better too. All of the metal is shaped by hand. That was fun, too. I picked up some copper wire at a funky little metal shop in the Marais and used it for the stand and the connections. I’d like to source all of my metal from there, but it’s only realistic if I’m already in Paris.
During the last year, while I’ve been working on my own, one of the most excellent parts of my experience is that when I make a piece, I think of the people I learned from, and it makes me happy.