Substances - Velebit mountain Painting

Substances - Mountain Velebit Let there be naked real substance... merely tactile, stripped of all illusion (My entry into the modern painting of the first half of the twentieth century) ​Technology. Technology may indeed seem of marginal consequence to the very essence of a painting, but there is no denying that for example the illusionistic technique of the Renaissance underwent nothing less than an evolutionistic development, tailor-made according to the needs of illusionistic painting. The pigments were ground to such a fine extent that they could no longer reveal the information concerning their own third dimension to the naked eye. For cohesion, linseed oil was used which - unlike the older techniques - enables exceptionally soft modulation, so crucial when it comes to imitating depth. The very carrier of the picture evolved from the still somewhat "crooked" plank or board to a perfectly straight canvas, stretched over a specific frame. The canvas was then treated with glue-chalk primer and polished to perfect smoothness. The surface of the graphic plane thus retained no trace of information concerning the third dimension. The tri-dimensionality of the carrier was indicated solely by the margins. And when even these were being "masked by the gilded baroque frame", a true window came into existence. In this manner, there came into existence the perfect painting technology calibrated according to the needs of the illusionary breakthrough of an otherwise two-dimensional basis for an image. ​Many artists of contemporary times who have faced the task of eliminating the illusion from the painting before me were quite untroubled while using the "renaissance" technology which was oriented towards the very opposite goal - the nullification of the concreteness of painting materials. ​And so... according to new needs, let there be a new technology! Roughly ground old paper, rusty wires, ancient rags, paper, cardboard, glue, modelling mass, metal mesh, wooden flotsam, ropes, nails, planks, sand..., all of it kneaded into a new homogenous body of a painting. The painting's colours were the colours of the components that had been kneaded into it, while the lines hadn't been drawn by a brush but rather by the tangled rope, branches, nails..., criss-crossing their voyage through the body of the painting. This body comprised the entire span from the almost rough objects to the finer materials. There was some space left for "the old colours out of the tube", but only some. ​Substances. I have enhanced the old metal mesh with some additional old wires - as if I were reinforcing a concrete slab. Then on this basis I added roughly ground old newspaper mixed with glue, then stretched the mixture into a sort of a wrinkled plane. Also there were planks, ropes and nails. With a paintbrush so large it could almost be a whiskbroom I put on several darker varnish in order to stabilize the composition of the painting ; on top I put a zone of blue, glossily lacquered paint. This is at the same time the sole classical colour used in the painting. ​Velebit. First there were substances and while I have been convinced that I was operating solely with them, the painting bore their name and their name alone. But the more distant my first inception of this painting, the more I had to admit that all the time there had been, at the back of my mind, something else in the background. Memories and impressions, all my stored viewpoints had been there. Several vistas of something vast by the edge of the sea, soothingly magnificent, shaped by the weather and the millennia into a rough rocky mass. There was no other option but concede it the second part of its name - Velebit. ​Decision I. Despite my quite different plans for this painting I was forced to acknowledge the simultaneousness of diversity. Willy-nilly, the body of the painting is at the same time a concrete tri-dimensional object as well as a place for the illusionary happening. This means that if I wish to accept the painting as it is in its own uniqueness and live with it while forming a progressively harmonious relation towards it, my only recourse is to adopt the pragmatical decision to make sense of the cohabitation of both reality and illusion. ​The painting as an object is fond of communicating with space - the real space surrounding it. This is why it tends to sweep up this space and expand - to dissipate its own body into this space. It is possible the process never ceases. The painting descends down the wall, but the issues of "Painting?" then also dissolve into the surroundings and towards levels entirely new. The body of the painting becomes so complex that, for its creator, the very manipulation of the whole becomes questionable. Also questionable: the very definition of the painting. ​Decision II. Wishing my energy, attention and sensibility not to dwindle too significantly due to the aforementioned complexity, and also wishing my painting not to escape from the wall into the surroundings and transform into something altogether different, I have adopted a pragmatical decision, that is to say some sort of a loose, private definition of the painting. After all, I have initially set out to occupy myself with the painting?! The painting is therefore something (seen from the viewpoint of physical reality) which is mostly positioned up on a wall and is also a theatre for condensed visualness and visual sensibility. More on: www.marko-tusek.eu/copy-of-project-1

Painting:Acrylic on Wood

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:81.1 W x 43.7 H x 1.8 D in

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