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The glance and the gaze | John Virtue | TEDxCourtauldInstitute


warning I think it’s some ironic and

indeed amusing to come here today to

talk about movement when you’re in

urgent need of double knee surgery and

you’ve have enormous pain in my back and

I’m having to sit down and you might ask

what can I don’t fuck like this really

have to say about movement perhaps this

morning we’ll get an all-way piece organ

recycle well when I was invited to come

here and give it a short talk about on

the theme of movement my read media

reaction was absolutely not just over a

decade ago I was shortlisted for a

visual arts award and I was working in

New York and on the flight over to the

ceremony in London I’ve tried to work

out what I would say if I won and I

remembered a quotation I’d read in a

thriller about the shenanigans in the

art world attributed to the great French

painter re Matisse and and it was did it

was my speech and Matisse said all

painters should have their tongues cut

out but but this brief talk is about

movement

it’s not about painting because it is

movement that has given my life

direction in fact it’s driven my life in

the last four decades I’ve moved to

various locations in England in Italy

and tried to fuse the notion of the

glance and the gaze

for the visual artist the glance is

essentially an oriental idea

an oriental concept we glance at our

surroundings as we move through them and

the gaze a Western idea we contemplate a

view of our surroundings and we reflect

on it the stasis gives us an ability to

ponder over a span of 40 years many

ideas affect you and it is difficult if

possible probably not to be affected by

selective amnesia but the one constant

theme of a seeming insoluble paradox is

the contradictory forces that have tried

to fuse the theme persists today how can

you make imagery by hand brain

coordination that might have a weight

gravities and yet movement on a

three-dimensional object a board or a

canvas with two by two dimensional

imagery an organization of abstract

markings that first signify to yourself

and then possibly another and then if

you’re really lucky others over the last

50 years

surely the use of photography filmmaking

and video by mechanical devices would

convey and have conveyed this sense of

movement much better yet from my

idiosyncratic perspective the

coordination of moving glancing and

gazing at the image in a particular

location engages me completely and use

it because hands is the perfect way to

proceed in fact

it’s an absolute necessity forty years

ago as a vessel artists who tried to

make landscape painting in a European

tradition it’d be clay came clear then

as it remains now decades later that it

was pointless meaningless futile to try

and would not perpetuate this tradition

but since I was first aware as a

teenager I’ve been fascinated indeed

obsessed with Japanese Zen calligraphy

particularly the 18th century

calligraphers same guy and tiger and at

the same time obsessed with the European

tradition of Rubens Ann Drysdale can ink

turner and constable etc I revere these

traditions and I love their artists so

how to fuse these ideas into something

that has meaning for me in 1978 I was

living in a remote Pennine Borland

village in North East Lancashire I

stopped using chromatic material oil

paint watercolors etc and I destroyed

everything I called prior to this date

this was the point of my departure I

began walking each day around this

village taking with me small blocks of

a4 size and a5 size that’s postcard size

acid-free paper I began making rapid

images with a pencil and went with

pencil and graphite as I walked I

glanced and gazed and at speed this

happened every day and soon it was clear

I had ritualized these walks

each was circular of a varying length

and took place each afternoon every

afternoon

at the same time I walked I glanced and

against building up literally hundreds

indeed thousands of images destroying or

editing images when I felt they meant

nothing

trees woods cops farmhouses bounce paths

stretches of moorland the weather the

seasons they all became familiars

through this minimalistic repetition of

glancing and gazing and moving and drawn

because I’d thrown out oil paint canvas

etc I started working only with black

and white material on the individual

drawings each evening I used black ink

reinforced with shellac which is a

lustrous varnish which used to be made

out of the crushed exoskeletons of

insects it’s the same material that they

used to make the 78 vinyl records in the

40s 50s and 60s Elvis Presley records

this gave the ink a density a body a

durability and the permanence to me it

was a new form of painting but with

mopping pens instead of brushes these

images were all individually mounted on

boards and then pinned all around the

walls of the cottage I lived in after

three years I suddenly saw the hundreds

of a4 and a5 images as multiple records

of time and movement fused with stasis

and contemplation a Eureka moment the

tessellated grids of images mine evenly

worked with the dense marks made with

mapping pens had turned into a visual

diary a non verbal record

of my traces of my walking so they are

no longer pinned individually they’re

assembled into Greece into tessellated

groups a mosaic of imagery some would

contain a hundred images 72 in which is

50 images and so on after 10 years I

moved away and I lived in four other

locations in England and two in Italy

with two other brief periods of intense

activity in Provence in France and in

Venice nine years ago I finally arrived

in North Norfolk by the North Sea the

walk I started making is linear along a

shingle strand to Blakeney Point which

is a remote wildlife sanctuary at the

most easterly point of England it

spirals out into the sea next memo Haven

once again I’ve made thousands of rapid

glance drawings in small books this time

always on the same day at the same time

once a week everything is still black

and white I use belt black water-soluble

felt pens and soft black water-soluble

crayons and the water I used of course

use is seawater which is to hunt the

rest of the week I used these huge

compost this huge compost of imagery to

attempt to wrench a perfect image image

of the sea the sea a perfect armature

for constant movement and change and the

long large paintings I work on through

the week in the studio their gaze

depicting nothing and everything this is

a walk into infinity leaving a concrete

image

behind that is the ambition of pursuit

single-mindedly down the years to fuse

these two opposites and capture the

moment frozen and melting at the same

time in our possession I want so very

much to continue to pursue operations

allowing I’ll end with a half-remembered

favorite quotation from the great French

19th century painter Eugene dellacroix

dellacroix said it should be possible to

capture a man in a drawing completely as

he falls from the fifth floor window to

the ground there glance producing the

object of the gaze in a wholly inventive

way that I guess is the ambition I’ve

been pursuing all my life thank you [Applause]

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