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The Saffron Gatherers, 40x30, ©lesliepetersonsapp
It is 40x30 inches, using drawing, painting, inkjet transfers and many, many layers of acrylic medium to create a distressed, encaustic-like effect.
I was interested in recreating, but not duplicating, the figure of one youthful saffron gatherer, who I have taken to calling “My Girl".
The Beautiful Frescos of Thera
The Pompeii of the Aegean
Thera, pre and post eruption.
Thera, now Santorini, today.
It Was Kind of a Big Deal.
Actually, there were a series of eruptions before the caldera collapsed. One of the first eruptions blew ash into the air and covered Akrotiri, which is why the fresco have been preserved.
The Frescos of Akrotiki
Ancient Akrotiri was packed with frescoes. Much like the more famous frescoes on Crete, these frescoes are uniquely beautiful and inspire love from many people.
I could probably spend the rest of my life making works of art solely on this small, decimated town.
Minoan Art- The Stuff of Dreams
Bull-leaping fresco, Knossos, Crete (reconstructed) c1400 BCE
And Who Can Blame Them?
No one knows.
Yet, there is something truly unique about the art from the Minoans that cannot be denied.
Most art during that period, such as the ancient Egyptians or the Babylonians, was beautiful, but schematic and completely formalized.
Painting the Murals
Miniature frieze from Room 5 in the West House, Akrotiri.
"Adornant" Xeste 3
The skin of the women was white, simply drawing an outline on the white of the plaster wall. The men had reddish brown skin.
Boys with offerings, Xeste 3.
Young adults have short, curly hair.
The Story of The Saffron Gatherers
Goddess of Nature, the Potnia, Xeste 3, Akrotiri.
The Saffron Gatherers. Fresco. 1600 BCE.
The woman on the left is a young adult, with short, black curls. She carries a basket, and as she collects crocuses, she looks back over her shoulder at her companion, with a stern, even annoyed, expression.
She is clamoring after the older girl, who is doing a much more efficient job of picking saffron. She has the joyous, winsome expression of the young.
The interplay between the two figures creates a story, an intimate, vastly human moment.
My Process
After creating a grid for the original image, you simply make a corresponding grid on the blank art substrate or page. This helps your eye to “map” where points are in the original image, and to objectively observe the shapes.
In my research for this piece, I became attracted to the plan, or map of the ancient city of Akrotiri (seen above) where the frescos were found. I wanted to integrate it into the piece, and in so doing realized the shape of the plan echoed and complimented the shape of the figure. So I printed out a large print of the plan on rice paper, and transferred it over the figure.
I'm no expert at creating distressed surfaces, but I think I'm on my way to becoming one!
Here is My Girl, all covered with matte gel. It will dry translucent.
An Amalgamation of Elements
At the top of the panel, I painted in a blue strip. I thought it would be either a blue sky, or a glimpse of the sea. This is a way to express that My Girl lived on an island. She would have been surrounded by sea and sky (this is Santorini, after all!) Borrowing from a different Thera fresco, the mural from Room 5 in The West House, I painted dancing dolphins.
(The tiny red star is where they think the epicenter of the eruption was)
The Saffron Gatherers, 40x30, ©lesliepetersonsapp
The Tiny Book of Thera
In the future, I may start another large work based on some of the images in the book- who knows?
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The artmaking was facilitated by Kirah Van Sickle. She had us make tiny, handmade books, which we adorned using stencils, watercolor pencils, collage, and monotypes.
I started one to accompany my journey through creating The Saffron Gatherers.
At the time of this entry, the book is a work in progress! In the future, I may start another large piece inspired by some of the pages of this book.
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My journey into the caves.
I and 10 other people, some artists, some not, gathered in the Dordogne Valley, France.
The Dordogne Valley has one of the highest concentrations of Paleolithic art in the world.
But we didn’t just go visit the caves. We then took time to process what we experienced together using art, movement, and dream exploration.
The Caves
I realize that I am an artist who blogs, not a travel blogger, so I will simply tell you which caves I visited, then talk about the impact they had on me.
By the way- photography is not allowed inside the caves, so I am showing images I have pulled off websites devoted to the caves.
Below are the four real caves I got to see.
I also got to see Cap Blanc, which is an “abri,” or rock shelter that has relief carvings. They were probably also painted, but the pigment has been worn away over time.
Cap Blanc
A Profound Experience
Pech Merle hand print, 18,000 BCE
Then, suddenly, you see the outline of a human hand, created by a person holding their hand up to the rock, and blowing liquid pigment, leaving a negative hand-print.
Imagine you knew the person who made that print has been dead for 20,000 years. And here you are, looking at it. It looks fresh and new, like the person pressed their hand to that rock the day before.
For me, it was an extraordinary, almost mystical experience.
The Artmaking
First, I created two small paintings on paper, using stencils, little sponge rollers, watercolor pencils, collage, and something called a gelli plate, which is a way to make monotypes.
The Essence of Art
I struggle with making art I describe as "performative," by which I mean, result-oriented. I can easily slide into the territory of doing something for the sake of approval.
So, there’s a tension, because on the one hand, I want to do artwork that’s good quality and appeals to people. But on the other hand, I want to make art that purely authentic and comes from my heart.
Going into those caves and seeing work from artists/shamans from tens of thousands of years ago really brought me into direct connection with the fundamental drive humans have to dream, to communicate, to create and express ourselves. It reminds me that this is my primary missive, sales and accolades be damned.
Lascaux, ca. 15,000 BCE
The images I saw in those caves were so elegant and sophisticated, yet so simple. Even the “incomplete” drawings had a completeness to them.
I’m a better drawer than I am a painter. I have always felt as though presenting "just drawings" was never acceptable, and that I had to gussy them up with a bunch of paint.
A drawing I did of an Etruscan tomb painting
This trip was a profound experience, and I feel very different. My hope is that this difference will continue to grow in my heart and mind, and that it will inform my artmaking from this time forward.
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Ah, the life of an artist.
I have started my new Archeology Art series.
I have also had a very busy show schedule, all focused on my Film Noir Art series.
A tiny doodle from my journal.
One boat is public-facing promotion, the other is private art practice.
One boat is a confident beating of the drum, the other is diffident exploration.
Look! I'm somebody!
- In total, I had 4 group shows and a solo show.
- I spoke on stage.
- I was filmed by our local community television station.
- I had an artists salon.
- I won an award.
- My art was on the cover of an online magazine.
- All the while, I executed a social media BLITZ about each and every bit.
The result is, I've totally stalled out on my social media posts.
Behind the curtain...
Social Media- a blessing and a curse.
I have long since came to terms with the fact that I am not, and probably never will be, a social media sensation.
My Instagram Page
There is even a rule of thumb about having a certain percentage of "work in progress" (WIP) content, finished artwork content, and "slice of life" content to have on your social media page for maximum engagement.
Typically, I document the intimate details of how I develop a piece of art with photos and videos, and post them on social media as I go along.
But you know folks, I just can't seem to make myself do it.
What I need to do, is start afresh.
A Social Media "Sabbatical"
What if I gave myself a break?
Remember when? Remember before social media when we went about our days without that constant buzz in the background?
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Libraries aren't just for books!
The Lake Oswego Public Library organizes this annual, immersive program that encourages all members of the community to read the same book, discuss its message, and celebrate an atmosphere of learning amongst all age groups. Additionally, a small group of artists are invited to read the chosen book and create a piece inspired by it.
This year the book is The Seed Keeper by Diane Wilson.
The Seed Keeper
My inspiration and interpretation
©lesliepetersonsapp The Seed Keeper
The scene in the book that created the most vivid visual image for me takes place early in their marriage. On a clear, cold day, she attempts to walk through deep snow to a grove of trees across a large field, but cannot manage it. John silently provides snow shoes for her. With dogged persistence, she is eventually able to reach the grove of trees.
About this same moment in the narrative, in the pantry of John’s old, crumbling white farmhouse, Rosalie finds an envelope full of seeds that John’s mother had stashed many years before. In time, through trial and error, she learns how to grow a garden.
Creating an encaustic-like effect
Encaustic is painting with hot wax. It is an ancient painting medium that has seen a rebirth since the 1990's. Because it is wax, it has a beautiful, foggy opacity. The wax can be applied and fused in layers, so there are often multiple images peeking through, creating depth.
First, I drew and painted the main image. Then I covered it with Golden Clear Leveling Gel, then Golden Heavy Matte Gel. Then I drew the house/envelope. I added more color and detail to it. Then, using a scumbling technique, I intensified the white snow in the center of the image by adding titanium white and pearlescent silver. Many of the effects and details cannot be properly seen in a photograph, because there is depth iridescence and a wee bit of sparkle.
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Distracted Mind, Artistic Mind
Just like Little Red Riding Hood, my mind is not good at staying on the path. It wanders off and picks flowers, attracted by the next, and the next, and the next more captivating bloom.
I’ve got a terrible memory. I often forget essential aspects of whatever task I am performing. (Recently I set off to buy new glasses, leaving my prescription at home.)
I was trying to develop some sort of regular, consistent, doable habit in regards to posting on social media about my art. “Everyone” was buzzing about social media.
- You should post everyday so you can be in good with the “algorithm.”
- Reels are the next big thing. Everyone is doing reels.
- Stories are the thing. You’ve got to do stories.
- First you post, then you share it all over the other “platforms.”
- Every "platform" has specific demands, like on Twitter you can have only four pictures, but Instagram you can have ten. Stories videos are only 15 seconds long, but Reels are 90.
And so on, and so on. All that resulted from this was a panicky sense of dread.
Enter, the Mind Map
Here is all is. I spent hours on this silly thing.
I tried to impress my friends by sharing it with them, but they didn’t even want to LOOK at it, and who could blame them? It seems overly elaborate and faintly ridiculous now, but the one most important thing is also true: now I know.
Now I know. Social media is no longer confusing to me. I may need a reminder of the specifics, but the tiny scraps of paper have settled down into an orderly pattern. Now I understand.
I became filled with the desire to understand these little scraps in context, in an order, like maybe a mind map… or maybe… a time-line.
Enter, the Time-line
I decided on a very general form: seven areas of the planet, drawn with seven horizontal lines. The time demarcations will be the vertical axis. But, I am still not sure what time periods I am going to depict, and where they will land. So, I started to write bits of information I find intriguing on bits of rice paper, and started to tape them up at various places. Everything at this point is in flux and movable.
I feel like a mad scientist.
Enter, the Mad Scientist
Scene from A Beautiful Mind, 2001
My beautiful, inefficient, scattered, forgetful, creative, artistic mind.
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A series on how film noir inspires my art- Final Entry!
Putting yourself out there for others to see is perennially disquieting. In order to make it all worth it, the subject and method has to be captivating.
©lesliepetersonsapp Miss Darger II 24x30
©lesliepetersonsapp The Knave of Swords 30x20
Similar to the myths and stories of old, the characters are driven by forces larger than themselves and are so very, very human. Often being brought down by their own drives and weaknesses, they are driven by a futile effort to cheat Fate. The themes are undying elements of what it is to be human.
By utilizing the elastic armature of the elements of film noir, I create art that is charged with longing, adventure, romance, and intrigue. I am able to expand and deepen my skills as a person and an artist, all the while having the time of my life.
©lesliepetersonsapp Circle Mirror 36x36
But who knows what future stories my art will tell?
Check out The Film Noir Foundation, which restores films noir and shows them at their film festivals.
It's founder, the Czar of Noir, Eddie Muller, is also a host on TCM's Noir Alley, which shows films noir every Saturday night and Sunday mornings.
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The characters in noir are as vivid and fundamental as an archetype. They are so solid they can be dressed up in any outer appearance and still resonate, still express the noir sensibility.
There are a profusion of examples of crime novels that star characters of many kinds, from the famous private eye Easy Rollins, to tough gay guy/investigator Dave Brandstetter.
©lesliepetersonsapp Bars 16x20
They don’t coyly refer to themselves as being "film noir" or use signifiers to make them seem like cultural artifacts. There is no breaking down of the fourth wall.
It is as if we could walk through the picture frame and become part of the action. If this could be possible, what would we see, and who would be there?
©lesliepetersonsapp Incognito 10x8
©lesliepetersonsapp The Hanged Man 32x18
It is easy for me to depict white, cis-gender women. It’s more of a stretch to depict scenes with people outside my personal lived experience.
But the figures in my work and in my imagination sometimes take on a life of their own, and want to be expressed as they are: male, non-white, queer...
To not follow these impulses would, in effect, be negating their existence.
Whether I handle this successfully is a question I continually ask myself.
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The dream I weave in my paintings is a version of myself who is, in a word: clever.
Very unlike who I really am.
In my artwork, the space can be complicated and sometimes difficult to navigate. The claustrophobic, multi-layered space illustrate the sometimes-turgid complexity of our minds and relationships.
The identity of figures is often obscured, sometimes visually competing with shadows that seem more alive than they are.
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The hall of mirrors scene, The Lady From Shanghai
Mirrors, doorways and windows proliferate, creating dazzling illusions, and act as apertures into other worlds. The dark, chiaroscuro lighting symbolizes obscured meanings and secrets withheld.
©lesliepetersonsapp Many a Moon 38x38
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©lesliepetersonsapp Vacancy 48x40
©lesliepetersonsapp Urgent 48x24
I, on the other hand, have developed a preference for a life of minimal drama. Life is too damn short to spend it with worry and strife.
Yet, in much the same way someone may like a good war movie, yet has no desire to engage in combat, many of us achieve a certain catharsis by watching the sufferings of the glamorous figures in a film noir.
My art is charged with longing, drama, sexual tension, taboos, and covert couplings. Like a private eye, snapping a picture through a window, we espy people in places they are not supposed to be, or with someone they ought not to be with.
You could say I vicariously through my own art.
As Phyllis and Walter said in this famous exchange in Double Indemnity:
Phyllis: “We're both rotten.”
Walter: “Only you're a little more rotten.”
Double Indemnity