In 2018, I wrote a blog post titled My Humongous Audacious Dream. We had yet to even move on to the property that now makes up ArteSumapaz. Now, we've hosted well over 150 artists and volunteers, have completed several construction projects, have participated in local community events, and are just …
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For painters the studio is the Prison House, and paints are the fluids that circulate inside it. Alchemy’s lesson here is that everything actually takes place within the body. The insanity of the studio is that it is not architecture- it is not made of wood and cement- but it is nothing other …
https://ricdragon.com/2020/11/23/for-painters-the-studio-is-the-prison-house-and/
“What matters in painting is the _necessity_ of self-reference, it’s forbidden nature, and the many strange marks it leaves on the work. In Rembrandt’s self-portrait, his skin is paint, and the paint is his skin. Paint refers to itself, smearing over itself, sliding over itself, caressing itself- …
https://ricdragon.com/2020/11/20/what-matters-in-painting-is-the-necessity-of/
artspotting: Jonas Mekas, Diary, March 28, 2018 …min. 3.20“… in these times of bigness, spectacles, 100 million dollar movie productions, I want to speak for the small invisible acts of human spirit, so subtle, so small and fragile that they fail when brought out under the clean lights. I want to …
https://ricdragon.com/2019/02/10/jonas-mekas-diary-march-28-2018-min-320/
The smell of oil paint, Turpentine, and poppyseed oil hung in the air. It never left, no matter how long the windows were left open. It was a special aroma, one I breathed every day, and would probably go on breathing for the rest of my life. I inhaled the air of the studio as if to confirm its …
https://ricdragon.com/2019/02/08/the-smell-of-oil-paint-turpentine-and-poppyseed/
Ernesto Neto, Untitled (from the set Ovos), 1993, Line and wax on paper, 63 x 83.5cm …
https://ricdragon.com/2019/02/08/ernesto-neto-untitled-from-the-set-ovos-1993/
“There was no guarantee, of course, that the painting would ever be complete. It was still inchoate, something missing. Something that should be there was appealing to the nonvalidity of absence. And that missing element was rapping on the glass window separating presence and absence. I could …
https://ricdragon.com/2019/02/08/there-was-no-guarantee-of-course-that-the/
“In my case all painting… is an accident. I foresee it and yet I hardly ever carry it out as I foresee it. It transforms itself by the actual paint. I don’t in fact know very often what the paint will do, and it does many things which are very much better than I could make it …
https://ricdragon.com/2018/07/11/in-my-case-all-painting-is-an-accident-i/