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Port Townsend—Just Down the Road from Illinois: A Conversation with Kim Kopp

"'Everything is biographical', Lucian Freud says.  What we make, why it is made, how we draw a dog, who it is we are drawn to, why we cannot forget.  Everything is collage, even genetics.  Here is a hidden presence of others in us, even those we have known briefly.  We contain them for the rest of our lives at every border that we cross."  – From Divisadero, novel by Michael Ondaatje

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Counsel Langley:  You state a “desire for simplicity,” yet you use a long list of materials.  How does this reconcile?  What sort of simplicity—mental, visual—are you seeking? 
Kim Kopp:  That’s a very good question.  A number of years ago I was meeting with a group of artists in Port Townsend every week—we just discussed, talked, whatever.  And, it occurred to me one day that simplicity is so incredibly complex.  Something about the complex nature of simplicity made being simple one of the most difficult things for me because I come from a long line of pack rats.  I love materials.  I pull in from all kinds of places.  Life is complex.  Our daily existence is complex and requires a lot.  And to simplify is a desire, it’s a goal, it’s the unattainable.  So, I pursue it, I’m constantly unsuccessful, but oh well.  It keeps me going it keeps me working.

Img_7643 CL:  With the Calender Project you convey a sense of time and our relationship to it.  Where does your need/desire to address and track time come from?
KK:  Time has always been very interesting to me because I observe all the time—shadows coming and going, the sun moving across the sky, how the light changes over days.  Particularly in 1995, here in Port Townsend, I’d been here a couple of years.  I lived by the Chinese Gardens and every day I would go away and come back and I was struck with the water in the pond, the water in the strait, and the sky.  And, then that is interspersed with the land in between the pond and the strait.  Some days you get to see the islands, some day you don’t.   So I did a study of that.  Just every morning I would go and stand there and look at it and look at it and look at it from one point of view.  I’d notice the texture of the water, the color of the water.  Then I would run to my studio and do a three inch by three inch painting of what I remembered of what I saw.   I think that was the first real manifestation of time in the way I’ve come to do it now.

CL:  I did a similar observation of early mornings in the months after my first child was born.  Every morning I’d walk with her to the end of the same pier and I’d stand in the same spot and snap a shot with my camera.  There was something comforting in collecting these, it makes visible the effect small changes in circumstance have on appearance.  You find out that you could spend the rest of your life just studying that.
KK:  Exactly.  So much is in it, yet it is a very simple thing.  It goes back to the complex nature of simplicity.  It is not an easy thing to understand.  I think Chinese philosophers spend entire lives trying to figure out the same thing.  What I am trying to figure out is nothing new.
CL:  Sure, it is a fundamental curiosity, feels like looking in a mirror, like you are going to learn something about your nature by understanding the nature of that scene over time.
52weeks_3 KK:  Right, let me show you what I did do [pulls out a leather bound volume of thick artist’s paper].  That pond, it really sticks with me.  I did study it for a year, not every day, but once a week.  I bought this very cool sketchbook from David Burroughs.  The sketchbook was expensive, bound in a 16th century way, an absolutely lovely book with really good paper and it turned out that it had fifty-two leaves.  So after having the book for, I don’t know, months, I finally counted the pages and I thought ‘Oh, it has fifty-two to leaves, it’s supposed to be a year long project!’
    I didn’t invent the idea of time, but humans invented how we keep track of it.  I just plugged in to what was already there.  So, I did this same view once a week for a year inside this book.  I started on the Fall equinox and went round the year that way.  It comes out once in a while, Libby Palmer borrows it for her Marine Science Center workshops.

CL:  You’ve designed books and done bookbinding.  Does that influence the way you present your work?
KK:  It does.  I’ve always loved books and paper.  Books in their nature create layers, create a sense of time.  It can be experience in a linear way or flipped through at random, moving from back to front.

CL:  Something we share is a relationship to boats.  My dad is a shipwright—I grew up using his draftsman’s tools and being on the water.  You studied at the boats and boatbuilding, can you speak to how that impacts your work?
KK:  When I came to the Northwest it was to go to the Northwest School of Boat Building.  The reason I did that, to back up a little, is that in 1992 I had just finished my Master’s degree at the University of Chicago.  Part of the requirement, in addition to doing a thesis exhibition, you have to do a written thesis and you need to take at least three courses out in the general curriculum, away from the Art department.  They can be anything, any professor who would let you into their class, whatever interest you have, go for it.  Well, I went to the Anthropology department.  I had some connections to a Native American culture on the west coast and that sparked an interest in how cultures around the globe relate to boats.  I learned that parts of boats, especially in primitive cultures, are named for parts of the human body.  My work, when I began art school was very figurative.  I started making connections between primitive cultures, their boats and our bodies. 
     At the time I was making a nine-foot tall sculpture of a woman and in order to work on I had it lying down.  So, I left, to get my coffee, and walked back in and saw a canoe.  It was just like ‘Oh!  I see where this is going.’  From that moment forward my work has moved into abstraction.
CL:  And you haven’t turned back.
KK:  No, but I have wavered, because I have a love of the figure.  I studied the figure with some really great people and there is just nothing that is so wonderful as well done figure.  I still have a love of that.  What tipped the scale for me was the intellectual connection—this whole idea of boat/body metaphor—I could trot around the globe and find references to this. So, I did through the Anthropology department. 
    So, I get all done with graduate school and, you know, it’s that big swan dive into the abyss—what do you do after you life has changed in this really dramatic way?  You no longer fit in the mold you were in.   I saw a little ad in the back of a magazine for the boat school.  I was at home and I was idle that day and thought ‘Well, I’m just going to call them as ask about this,’ they said, ‘Gee, pop in if you’re in the neighborhood.’  I got off the phone and looked at a map and here’s the boat school in Port Townsend, Seattle closest big city and I’m looking at Interstate 90 which I could’ve thrown a rock from my house and hit.  I thought ‘Well, it is just down the road,’ and I needed a road trip.  I threw my dog in the car and had a cousin of mine meet me in Port Townsend for the Wooden Boat Festival
    I went the boat school and was given a tour by Dan Packard, he’s not teaching there now, but he was teaching there then while on sabbatical from his position as Chair of the Sculpture department at the University of South Dakota.  He and I went off for two hours talking about boats and figure and the relationship and art.  Boats are beautiful, my god, in the water they’re something, out of the water there’s so much potential, there’s so much going on with a boat.  I got bit at that moment.  Living outside of Chicago, flatlands of the world, in a big urban area, wondering how could I work on my work and live, support myself, all that.  I decided to go to boat school.  It seemed perfectly logical
     I went with the intention not of working on boats.  I wanted to enhance my sculpture skills, my wood working skills and knowledge and really make a transformation in my work.  That brought me to boats, which again influences my imagery.

CL: How has your education served you?
KK:  Oh, I wrestle with that all the time. There’s no going back again.  Once you have grown out of a form or a mold or a shape, as elastic as we like to think we are, there really isn’t any going back—you can’t unknow what you know.  For me education was the way I could put value on being an artist.  Growing up in a large urban area where in a town of 50,000 I didn’t know any other artists.  My first adventure into college right out of high school was a real reality check.  I went to a huge university.  I felt like a number.  In the Art department one of the teachers was telling us about how he was turning forty that year, you know I was 19, and he was just starting to get his work out in the world.  And, so he had a job as a professor in order to do that.  I realized very quickly that I have a practical side.  That I’m going to have to work, how am I going to eat until I’m forty?  And then of course what I’ve learned since that being out in the world as an artist is not a guarantee of a living.
    I think for me going to school, when I went back, I quit school after that year—got a lovely waitress job, eventually wandered back into school through interior architecture.  Which impacts my work also.  I love drafting tools, like you.  Went into the Art Institute of Chicago through that door and then I took a painting class to enhance my rendering skills.  They lost me.
     So that was kind of a convoluted path, but for me going to school became a way to do artwork, to find myself in that world.  If I had been left outside of that I don’t know that I would have pursued being an artist.
    It also helped me to me to communicate about my work.  I’m a not a writer, I struggle with that.  It gave me a sense of being in a community where I could talk about my ideas.  It was good soil to use a gardening analogy.  It was good soil for me to grow in.

CL:  What would you say to someone considering an arts education?
KK:  Well, I’d have to give that a lot of thought.  Or, maybe none at all.  I think of the professor that said “Gee, I’m just turning forty and am just starting to get recognized for my work.” I was ripe at that moment to hear that.  I regret at times, if I have regrets, having quit after that year.  I think it might have been good had I stayed, found a way to stay or I had not been so shy as to go up to someone and say ‘ya know I’m a little scared.  I don’t know how to move it this world.’ And found someone who’d mentor me.  So maybe that’s what I’d say.  Look inside yourself and see what it is you need and want from it and know they are not necessarily the same thing.
    I think it might be to look inside and find out what you need.  Then look back inside and find out what you want.  Then go to the right place and speak up.  Leave you ego a little bit outside—being an artist humbling and school is very safe ground.  But, even in school it is humbling.  You are in competition with you teachers.  You are unzipping yourself.  Always try to speak truth.  And if you don’t know say so, someone will help. 
    I needed a mentor.  I needed someone who could just every once in a while tap me on the shoulder and said, “Keep goin’, keep goin’.”  And I did find that later. I actually didn’t voluntarily go back into the arts.  I had someone who saw it me and tricked me into it.  I am grateful to that person!
    I think that the thing with art is that you don’t need the degrees and you can patchwork together the experience, but you have to be really self-motivated in order to do that.  I know a lot of self-taught artists that are just fabulous that have hard attitudes about people who’ve had education.  But once again it comes down to the individual.  I needed because I worked full-time and it was a way for me to find the time.

Img_7460_3 CL:  So I’d love to know, you’ve got Pathways and Echoes running at Fetherston Gallery in Seattle right now, what’s up next for you?
KK:  Next! Gosh.  I have been invited by Barbara Shaiman to be part of the SAM Gallery.  I’m going to be a part of their summer introduction.  So that’s my next thing.  It is going to be paintings.  She loves the calender project but in her context it doesn’t work.  So she has been waiting to see what I do working bigger.  In graduate school and shortly after I was working six by eight feet, so bigger is not a problem.  But like a fish I grow to the size of the tank—calendar project I had an attic studio, that’s how that started.  Now I have space, I’ll work bigger.  I’m really excited!
CL:  Congratulations!
KK:  Beyond that that’s where my little art administrator needs to get her butt in gear to find the next thing.  I’d like to get representation outside of this region.  I have to start looking for that.  That is the hardest part of being an artist for me, getting my art out into the world.  Fetherston is being helpful with that.   They have some ideas, but it is a hard time for art.
CL:  Why do you think so?
KK:  Economics.  I think it is a great time for art making, very rich for the making, but being in the world in any sort of economic way it is rough.  I think that is something that is not taught well in school, that it is a business.  There is little in the way of support.  Artist Trust!  Put a plug in for them!  Fabulous organization. There’s another great reason for being in Washington State.

CL:  What about themes, what will we be seeing coming up in your imagery?
KK:  I’m not really sure.  I’ve been thinking about holding, the word holding and I have been considering moving into oils again.  I took a diversion, when I had a Centrum residency, into printmaking.  This influenced the work that is at Fetherston.  And, I moved away from oils, in part because the studio was in my house and there were toxic issues.  Now I am working in my mind with oils and collecting. In addition, to the word holding I have been dealing a lot with the idea of ‘falling.’  So oils, holding and falling.

KIM KOPP'S STUDIO:

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[PICTURED, from top: starcircle, graphite, dry pigments, wax on japanese papers over panel, 10 x 10"
the calendar project: march (from year 2005)
, graphite, dry pigment, acrylic, ink, found objects, correction tape, wax on japanese papers over 31 panels, 55 x 55"

march view from 52 week pond observation, photo by Counsel Langley
window to night sky
, graphite, dry pigment, acrylic, ink and was on japanese papers over panel, 25 x 25"

five views of Kim Kopp's studio, Port Townsend, WA, photos by Counsel Langley
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Welcome Counsel Langely to the Visual Arts Blog

Cityscape 17 (Start Over), acrylic, ink, glitter, 36in x 36in, (c) 2007 Please welcome Counsel Langley to the scene!

Originally from the Port Townsend, Washington, Counsel Langley received her BFA in Metals from Massachusetts College of Art.  Since her return to the Northwest, her work has been exhibited regionally in numerous solo and juried shows.  In 2007, her work was selected for publication in Visual Codec’s One Shot and garnered Best in Show in the 8th annual Art Port Townsend regional juried art exhibition.

Using acrylics, inks and immodest amounts of glitter, her recent paintings explore her memories of urban spaces and are influenced by the look of circuitry, fluid turbulence, weather, outer space, engineering schematics, and architectural drawings. 

Currently she resides in Port Townsend with her husband and two daughters and is involved in several cross-discipline collaborations, including fashion design, music performance, and film making. 

[Pictured: Cityscape 17 (Start Over), acrylic, ink, glitter, 36in x 36in, (c) 2007]

Tanner, Obama, and Wright

Henry O. Tanner was a hellishly good painter, and like Barack Obama, a barrier-breaker: Tanner was the first black man accepted into the Philadelphia Academy of the Fine Arts, about 30 years after the Civil War. His experience of the irrational racism so pervasive in America drove him abroad, however, and he spent much of his life painting in France. Annunciation1

Tanner is regarded as a mystic realist, a painter who preferred subject matter that was religious and frankly spiritual. He was a naturalist representational artist who also worked deftly with tone, light, and abstract themes, which is why I so appreciate him - - and why I thought of him last week as Obama tangled with race, Wright, and the media.

What I reflected on most last week was Tanner’s remarkable 1898 painting “The Annunciation”, which hangs in the Philadelphia Museum of Art. I visit his painting each time I am in that city and have a small print of it at home. So compelling is the image, I have been working lately on a response, on my own abstract interpretation of what I see in his canvas, in my studio. So too the news media - - and most sentient beings engaged in the political process - - have been working feverishly on responses to Obama’s abstract interpretations on race, racism, and the distinctions between his and Reverend Wright’s generational experiences of same.

Tanner was born just as the Civil War ripped open the country, and spent most of his youth in Philadelphia. His father was a well-known minister, his mother an escaped slave. That Tanner reached the heights he did creatively as a black man in post-war America is remarkable; that he had to go to another country to be recognized for his achievements is no surprise.

About eighty years later, Reverend Jeremiah Wright was born in Philadelphia and he spent his formative adult years navigating a post-war America as well, cementing his career in a country and a city shaped and defined by racial division. Barack Obama, in contrast, has grown up in a time of relative peace and in an amalgam of racial and cultural environments both within and outside of this country.

For me the intersection of their experiences connects vividly to what I see expressed in Tanner’s “The Annunciation”. 

It is obvious from his work that Tanner was truly devout and had a deeply Christian sensibility, and obvious from his life story that he was also acutely aware of perceptions of race. The religious story Tanner captured in “The Annunciation” is the moment when Mary receives the word from the angel Gabriel that she will be the mother of Jesus. She is portrayed, as many Tanner subjects are, in a natural setting; she sits on the edge of a bed in a small room hung with a colorful carpet, a room framed and decorated in non-western style. She is a small, young, obviously non-white-European version of the Virgin Mary. And, also like other Tanner subjects, she is portrayed as a humble supplicant, a Mary with no halo. The painting reveals that there is a force at work in Mary’s life, in her room in fact, that is entirely beyond her control or comprehension. This is the moment that she must consciously give up her free will, and she must give that will up to an unstoppable force. She was born into the arrangement, apparently; she has absolutely no choice; she is a slave. Faith must carry her. And I imagine faith is what carried Tanner through as well - - that, and a life abroad spent in more diverse and accepting cultures than our own.

Wright expresses his righteous indignation in his sermons, his absolute determination to be fiercely black and unabashedly Christian, in response to the unstoppable force of racism that has so permeated his life and the lives of his congregants. But he is also, in his way, a humble supplicant; he was born into the arrangement as well. He can’t be non-black in the embattled, segregated country in which he has lived. I appreciate his expressions of will against that force of racial division; his statements are a reflection of his life and faith experiences. Yet Wright is still not the driver of his own fate. Seen as a representative of his generation, of those who came of age as the fight for basic rights came to the fore in America, there has always been a force at work in his life that is beyond his control, that has been perpetrated upon him, that he has been challenged to bend and obey to.

Obama has been spared some of this, simply by the timing of his birth and his parentage; that he lands on the world stage almost 150 years after the Civil War and almost 50 years after pivotal Civil Rights battles were fought means his outlook is distinct from Wright’s, or Tanner’s. Barack Obama is also much less devout than either man. And that is where the connection is, for me as the viewer - listener - witness.

Tanner relied on his faith and expressed it through his work; Wright has made a living through direct proclamation of his faith. Tanner’s Mary sits awaiting her fate, powerless to stop it or change it; Wright rants against those who would demonize his race or his expression of faith, and yet the media make him powerless by doing just that. When Barack Obama spoke on race last week, and addressed his pastor’s opinions, he spoke as an intact, not-intimidated person. Obama spoke as a person whose path, future, and will were assuredly his own, not as reflective of one race or of one religious view. And, given that I am only a few years younger that Obama, I found his pragmatic perspective entirely familiar.

When reading Wright’s sermons, I think that his views make sense in the context of his life, which is of course different than my own but nonetheless comprehensible. His passion makes sense to me. When I look at Tanner’s “The Annunciation” I am profoundly respectful of both his painterly skill and of his beliefs, but I also see what I see because of what has shaped me. I am a white female with no religious inclinations whatsoever, a well-educated Generation X-er who is acclimated to a diverse world where capital is a greater force than faith.

And when I view Tanner’s Mary, sitting there helplessly on her bed, I see that what the painter has portrayed is the incredible force of fear in the abstract. He has painted the moment before a rape. It is a vivid, dreadful, real and intense painting of something Tanner knew and lived through - - absolute victimization.

Welcome Martha Carey to the Visual Arts Blog

Parthian Shot, oil on canvas, 30in x 30in © Martha Carey, 2007 I hope you'll join me in welcoming Martha H. Carey to Centrum's Visual Art site.

Martha is a visual artist and writer who has lived and worked in the Pacific Northwest for the last 7 years. She was born and raised in Connecticut, earned her BA at Carleton College, her MA at Simmons College, and undertook further graduate study at Temple University in Philadelphia.

She has shown her abstract oils on canvas in the Pacific Northwest at ArtsWest, VAIN studios, Forgotten Works, Patricia Cameron Gallery, PONCHO, Gallery 6311, and Oasis Gallery.

[Pictured: Parthian Shot, oil on canvas, 30in x 30in © Martha Carey, 2007]

Pathways and Echoes

Kim_kopp March 14-April 12, visual artist Kim Kopp is presenting an exhibition at the Fetherston Gallery in Seattle entitled "Pathways and Echoes," with an artist reception Friday, March 14, from 5 to 7 pm.

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