Paintings from Sunset Series by Spence Munsinger, Color Field + Blank White Canvas + Realism + Contemporary Abstract Art, original paintings for sale

"Every good painter paints what he is."
― Jackson Pollock

Archives for June 2009

no thought

sunset #13 in progress

I was describing, out loud, the process of applying paint to canvas. In the process of working to explain it, I found some insights. I use photographs as a synthesis for an image, for the starting place for space in the painting, for color reference, to see what colors would be, where light moves, how it dances across surfaces and into shadow.

Looking at the quality of the light in the photographs, against the quality of the light in the memory I hold for the painting. The images come first from memory, triggered a photograph or a painting that reminds me of an emotion and from that a space in my mind. The photographs are a catalyst, a trigger for line and drawing and a reference for the image, but the image as it evolves loses any touch to those concrete images.

I do, actually dance in front of the canvas, that ecstatic feeling of weight and motion is very much a part of the process. Music, especially acoustic guitar recently, and the application of paint becomes no-thought.

There really is a point, and some of the best passages in a painting come from this, where I get to no-mind, no-thought, just an action of feeling mentally the surface I want to portray and contributing to a motion in the painting knife or brush or airbrush that is just there.

Fascinating stuff to me.

— spence

butterfly girl

Bantam Books put out a paper-bound book called “The Fantastic Art of Frank Frazetta” in 1975. My original copy of the book is long gone. I remember his paintings vividly, from the covers of the Edgar Rice Burrough’s Tarzan series and the John Carter of Mars books, and from this paperback art book.

One of the drawings, three pages in, on the Introduction page, was a quick sketch. I’ve never seen it in any other publication. I copied it from the book to hang above my desk, in ink on newsprint, and it did hang there for at least a decade. In some move or another, the drawing disappeared.

I’d thought about it. I found a copy of the original book on ebay, purchased it. The drawing means mystery, enigma, balance, life, simplicity of line and form. It is one piece of art I would not want to be without.

butterfly girl

 

— spence