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ARTisTic pROfiLe                                                                 JR bALLARD /USA

               muses  me  when  I  am  referred   he  was  out  of  control  and  water  was   images in to the water that I had not
               to as a “master of watercolor.”   coming, up in a big flood that could not   originally intended.
               Th
          It at  always  evokes  the  image   be stopped. And as an artist, your well   Many viewers of my work see faces
          of myself as Mickey Mouse in Fantasia.   know  there  is  such  a  contrivance  for   and  objects  that  I  don’t  know  are
          I  saw  this  movie  in  South  America   watercolorists  called  a  mop  hush.  As   there. I work so diligently to, execute
          with my mother. I was very young. The   the  apprentice  to  a  Master  Magician,   the  composition,  only  to  find  there
          character of Mickey Mouse was as an   Mickey Mouse was “in training.” Like   are  things  in  the  painting  not  made
          apprentice to the Master Magician. As   this character I train constantly, seeking   by my hand.
          an apprentice, Mickey Mouse carried   searching, learning what to do with the   One could define my work as figurative,
          a big mop. Then, one time he tried to   water.  And  like  the  apprentice  to   but “object recognition” may he better
          do what the Magician did, hut he used   life  that  I  am,  my  master  magician   suited,  since  much  the  painting  is
          his  mop  as  a  wand.  And  then  found   works through me, oftentimes painting   abstracted. It is very swish, juicy, floods
                                                                                   of moving, paint that shape and form
         The finAL cOming, 1998 WATErcolor, TExT And collAgE, In. 51 x 35 / cM. 130 x 89   live  in,  While  earlier  works  were  of
                                                                                   singular  object,  placing  the  viewer  in
                                                                                   the perspective of an ant or a bee’s eye
                                                                                   view, the later works tend to have a sort
                                                                                   of a “magical realism” which forms a
                                                                                   narrative,  and  to  which  scribbling  or
                                                                                   writing goes into them. There is a sense
                                                                                   of  playfulness  as  bout  the  paintings,
                                                                                   because  I  like  humor.  In  the  painting
                                                                                   The  Final  Coming,  I  referred  to  the
                                                                                   poem by W.B.Yeats, and said that the
                                                                                   animals  used  were  endanger  species,
                                                                                   except for the serpent. The animals were
                                                                                   indeed an endangered species, and all
                                                                                   the animals that are endangered I try
                                                                                   to use in my paintings where they are
                                                                                   apropos. The serpents in my paintings,
                                                                                   and  there  are  two  more  in  progress,
                                                                                   are ancient glyphs for cosmic, and vital
                                                                                   electricity. So this age we have begun is an
                                                                                   age of this electricity. In this usage, I am
                                                                                   addressing another language, a hidden
                                                                                   language, one that is encased in figures
                                                                                   recognizable to the collective.
                                                                                     The  work  that  I  was  doing  before
                                                                                   this was in Social Work, working with
                                                                                   teenagers  and  using  art  as  a  tool  for
                                                                                   self-awareness.  So  I  knew  a  little  bit
                                                                                   about  the  unconscious,  which  in  my
                                                                                   paintings is an analogy for water. I was
                                                                                   tempted to take a degree in Art Therapy,
                                                                                   and I would say that this was “my last
                                                                                   temptation.” A life crisis occurred and
                                                                                   it  was  then  that  I  committed  myself
                                                                                   to some talents still buried in me. Of
                                                                                   course I made a joke on myself. I asked
                                                                                   myself “what would I do if I had only
                                                                                   five years or less to live? I answered to
                                                                                   myself that I would do art. At that time
                                                                                   I was green behind my ears about the
                                                                                   art field I am now involved with and
                                                                                   it  is  evident  that  those  parenthetical
                                                                                   “five years” have been greatly extended.
                                                                                   What seemed to happen was that having
                                                                                   given  “purpose  a  critical  situation,
                                                                                   invoked a force that moved me forward
                                                                                   along my way, and my life took on a new
                                                                                   meaning. All artists have this force and it
                                                                                   pours into their art form.
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