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Entries in somnambulist (7)

Tuesday
Sep252012

Changeling

Changeling or The Fairy Host (I can't quite decide)

Digital painting with textures, for the Fairytales series.

Sometimes there's a story and I have no idea how to translate it via text. The image contains all that there is to know, yet the most vital details remain invisible. This involves a reconnection with what was once lost or misplaced. Who or what does she embrace? Her invisible kinfolk I suppose, an immortal prince or lord of forgotten lands. I wonder what she had to sacrifice in order to reach them.... x

 

Tuesday
Mar062012

Into the Night

 

Into the Night/digital illustration

Kind of more in the mood for pattern, abstracts at the moment, so I am wondering whether I ought to have added the girl at all........may also share other variations on this theme.

x

Wednesday
Sep212011

Pretty Children

 

A recent, unfinished character design

 Just musings today. I am working on three separate new images at the moment: faces and situations which you are already familiar with, if you have followed my work for a while. Sometimes I receive emails asking about the characters in my art, about why they are most always pale, ethereal, overly pretty girls of an indeterminate age, and so on. And sometimes I wonder about this myself, because I have never really been able to predict beforehand just what my characters are 'up to'.....so I will try to explain...

I'm not sure, perhaps it might require more skill to create less homogenous looking faces? I suspect this is the truth, except I also think that my characters have taken on a sort of life of their own, and have come to represent a certain something which most always lies beneath. Basically, I am often more concerned with the emotional content of the image than the mundane prettiness of my characters. And their faces have simply come to represent what is most familiar to me, something which I have most likely carried with me since childhood: an impression, a reflection, a memory of old stories and dreams. I am also pale, and blonde, so I dare say there is a small reference to childhood myself, as well, as far as 'colouring' goes. Perhaps, after all, there is only one solitary character hiding behind all of them, a sort of transparent, ghostly being who can only take on a small number of disguises before she exhausts herself. Perhaps, like my digital skill, she cannot fully materialize. But it's alright, we have patience!

The old fairy tales are still my greatest influence, and the girls are often a manifestation of an idea inspired by them. In a sense, the girls are like a blank canvas which gives form to the ideas, the symbols which surround them. And the symbols are often more important to me, personally, than the characters. This is why I am constantly drawn to the somnambulist theme: they are concerned with something larger which moves us, something just outside of our physical control. Sleep brings them closer to the unconscious (and I am still using Jungian symbols in my art), to what we might collectively refer to as the other side. It is the closest that I can get to what moves me outside of poetry and film...and the films in my head are led by music, never dialogue. The girls in the image above are still quite literally sleeping. They have not been invested with personality as yet, and maybe they never shall. They are nowhere near technically complete, yet their hearts are still beating, and their dreams are vivid with potential. At this stage, technically speaking, I often wait for the character to 'tell me' what surrounds them, what they are thinking, feeling, etc. Frustratingly, I can never actually design the outcome beforehand. So many of my ideas never come to fruition because the characters simply won't join in.

They aren't supposed to imitate reality as much as they are meant to suggest something just outside of it. They exist neither in the land of the living nor the realms of the dead.Inaccessible, they are a law unto themselves, concerned only with themselves and the mysteries of nature and dreams. They cannot be wounded or hurt like mortal children, which strengthens yet distances them simultaneously. My artist friend Kim has occasionally remarked that there is something uncanny, unsettling about an overly pretty child (in reference to my work), and this is kind of the point. What initially stikes us as human, approachable, even cute, might not be all that it seems.

xxx

Wednesday
Sep142011

Other Side

To The Other Side 2009
An old favourite from 2009. Which reminds me that I have been experiencing a fresh desire to create new works for the Somnambulists seires, which I haven't contributed to for quite some time. I can see the image clearly in my mind: something reminiscent of Leonora Carrington, the old, dark German fairytales, worlds within worlds.....and spectral moths & butterflies, perhaps. Will keep you posted!
She is sleeping...sleeping in the air now...
I have missed exploring the worlds of my dreaming characters, their nocturnal travels (or perhaps even afternoon slumbers, which are often so potent for me). I was deeply inspired recently by the German puppet theatre scenes in AS Byatt's Children's Book. And the puppet master's garden. 
I also long to create an image of a young girl who has stumbled upon a mysterious enclosure within the depths of a dark forest, where she encounters a house in the shape of a halved skull, split open down the middle (something akin to Hansel and Gretel's gingerbread house, only derelict, ancient, ominous)...and the girl, depicted with her back to the viewer, tentatively leans in to inspect the entrance of the 'skull'...and she may find, instead of a host of macabre horrors, a beautiful, new and fertile world within the skull, heaving with new life...flowers cheerily bursting through the cracks in bone, and perhaps those spectral butterflies cascading behind the cavities of its eyes...
xxx
Tuesday
Nov022010

The Somnambulists

 

 

 

Several old favourites and a selection of brand new prints have arrived at the shop.

xxx

Monday
Jun212010

Sleepwalk

 

 

 

 

Two versions, because as per usual I cannot make up my mind. This was inspired by a much earlier piece from 2007, which belonged to a series of somnambulists that I was obsessed with at the time. And like so many aspects of my art, such curious obsessions are bound to recycle. She wanders out from the darkness within, another symbol for the unconscious, or perhaps her forgotten/repressed experiences. This would be Jungian, not Freudian. Or even past lives. And we're not going anywhere without our skeletons and tea!

To view the earlier work from 2007, see this post.

x

Saturday
Jun192010

Moth Dream

This grew out of an older work of the same title. A combination of illustration, watercolour and photography. I am missing photography. I need to make more.

Nature's angels. Imperfections. They are superimposed upon a tiny, red wooden door. A dolls house door.

xxx