This is a bad photo of a work in progress. I’m going south for a couple of days.
Tom Bennett

WIP, oil into monotype on paper, 18″ x 24″
This is a bad photo of a work in progress. I’m going south for a couple of days.
Tom Bennett

WIP, oil into monotype on paper, 18″ x 24″
for long periods is that I forget I’m an artist. I forget I have a creative language and I forget to articulate this language, as evidenced by my lack of anything to share. this is quite alarming. plus I leave tomorrow for a mini vacation …. I also know there’s an element of laziness involved. I’ve made mention of the need to do something everyday … advice I need to be more in line with, clearly. all this said, at least there’s a phone picture to post!
I am taking a sketch book and my oil sticks/graphite case with me. I’m intend (operative word “intend”) to sketch. I hope to forget that I’ve forgotten how to be an artist. I hope to forget that I’ve not practiced my creative language and I hope that this time next week, I’ll have a sketch to share. til then … bon voyage
that’s the sum total of my experiences in the studio as of late. i go … i draw … i have fun. i go … i draw … i struggle. and it’s like that, all the time. some days the ideas flow with grace and fluidity like it’s a gift from the ether. other days (like saturday) i draw and i might as well be dumping the cat box on the paper it’s so horrendous. there seems to be no way i can gauge the day or my temperament.
the drawing below is from one of the studio days that left me feeling like i know wtf i’m doing. my mark making is developing into some weird language of repetition and movement and it seems to make sense to me. i used a charcoal pencil then smudged. i made 4 pages of this. one page i added a gel medium to each mark and topped it with some oil stick. i’ll photograph it and share next time.
spending a couple days in the studio this week has refreshed my soul. even though i didn’t really make any art on one of those days, i was able to putz around and feel that creative movement is steadily chugging along. it’s really about the little movements towards making work that eventually end up with work getting made. huh? well … you know what i mean. just something everyday eventually gets a big pile of art made. i have a few drawings done and some canvas on the wall in the studio with a first pass of mars black … where it’s going? not effing clue
ink, graphite, acrylic and oil stick on paper
Photos of the first stages of the process I’m exploring with these current reworked monotypes-to-paintings.
The monotype is an ancient relic from the early 90′s. Drawing over the image and reintegrating the underlying forms with the new marks, I then bring in paint of varying viscosities with brush and knife. The recontextualization of form may be overtly reconsidered or more likely metamorphosizes ‘organically’ (for lack of better pompous phrasing). Here much of the original is obliterated yet structurally the new image is recognizably built on form that is now rendered abstract. I’m away from my studio this week and won’t be reworking this until I get back, so this current unresolved stage will have to ferment like a soft wheel of gouda, also known as my head.


so … i’m in the studio today and will be packing up some supplies to take with me for the holiday break. i’ll be in the southern vermont area with very limited internet service so I’ll likely pass on next monday’s post. in the meantime, i’m thinking about my practice and how i’m moving away from photography and how it feels. if one has spent 30+ years in one discipline, how do you move through the discomfort of transition?
so this is the day that good ole chris columbus invaded the native peoples lands, brought all manner of disease and claimed ownership of said property. sounds like our financial industry! so in honor of that, i’m going to close my bank of america account and find a credit union, get outside and embrace my liberation … and not celebrate columbus’s rapacious ways.
yes. it’s a lot more energy consuming than i thought. while i’ve been going to my new studio digs, getting in a groove is proving to be a wee bit tricky. not that i’d imagined it to be a seamlessly scripted tv show kinda event. y’know what i mean … show opens, something happens and by the 22nd minute (excluding commercial breaks) everything is resolved and folks live happily ever after. not so fast little girl….
what i have been consistiently doing is taking pictures with my phone, then over-proceesing the shit out of them and having some fun. it’s my one consistent attempt at staying in the game. the camera phone has proven to be a worthy sketching device. a handy tool to use when all you wanna do is keep your head in your art. i’ve even found a few worthy of printing and sharing.
so, let me start again… good day fair folk. here are some pics i made while waiting for the other artist side of me to get her studio shit together .
as i’ve been moving my studio, i’ve come to realize just how much energy is infused into the space in which an artist works. my home studio enabled easy access and provided me with comfort and a sense of security. it also doubled as a guest room, so when friends and family arrived for extended stays, i quickly gathered my essential art tools and left my little room. i would peer in when our guests were out sightseeing to make sure my packed away materials were safe and no dog or small child had eviscerated anything.
when the opportunity to move into a shared space with a old dear friend presented itself, i jumped. i also did my homework. i looked at other studios in the city carefully measuring the distance/time component traversed on bike and whether there was public transport nearby. i factored in rent which needed to be within a budget that i could reasonably afford. after lots of visits and bike rides the original opportunity seemed perfect.
now for the move … what i didn’t know, nor could i have forseen, was the internal struggle. that struggle being the need to redefine who i am as an artist, how i make work, and the essential need for time management and discipline. i no longer have the luxury of “hanging out” in my home studio for an hour or so. i must place my studio practice into the arena of commitment. yes folks, commitment. it’s been an easy ride for these last years and now i’ve challenged myself to shit or get off the pot. i certainly have enjoyed the lazy jaunt to this place in my life.
i must now engage a new set of skills and inject my studio space with the energy of an artist ready to begin a new chapter … a deepening challenge and a commitment to break of out of the comfort and dive into that place where the best of my vision awaits. it’s kinda hard, yet i’ve paid my september rent and most of my stuff is there.
i guess this means no more going in to the studio with my pajamas on.
in this transitive period the iphone comes in handy:
This week we’ve had a change with the blog, I’m sad to say that Daniel (aka Happy Cloud) is leaving us. He said his work and interests were going in a different direction and this wasn’t a good fit for him anymore. We’ve enjoyed his company here immensely and wish him the best in his pursuits, we were lucky to have him for as long as we did.
At the same time I kinda get it because I have struggled with the same thing. I’ve got about a million projects going right now and most of them are not directly art related, at least not art with a capital A, you know fine art, the good stuff. These days I’m trying to get things renovated, start a freelance business, and just keep up with the ridiculous pace I’ve set for myself that I don’t see changing any time soon. If anything it is only going to get worse.
So I ask myself if I still fit in here too. Maybe, maybe not. I like being here, the other authors have been my friends for years and I’m really reluctant to give up this blog, I enjoy the deadline even as I bitch about it in my head every week. So now I wonder if there is a way to make this work for me even without a fine art post every week. I could link to other people’s work, that’s always a quick option, but what I’m leaning toward more than that is seeing if I can find the art in what I’m doing from week to week, because for me it’s all about the approach. The same thoughts, questions, critical processes, and design decisions take place if I am making a print, a collage, working on my house, or doing a big clean out job for someone else. More time is needed to see if it can play out or if I’m just going to bore the pants off of you with my domestic projects and potential lack of visuals. I guess we’ll find out.
This week the weather decided to turn rainy so I had the opportunity to get back to cutting up some paper. I worked a little bit on JD’s book that I have had in my possession for far too long, but got a little stuck so moved on to something else. For awhile I have been thinking about exploring the layering of some very fine lined pieces in much more subtle color choices. This is one that is in progress and needs a few more layers to pull it together, but in the end I am hoping it will evoke some kind of floral
something or other.
Rubens’s Rape of the Daughters of Leucippus confronts the viewer with an interpretative dilemna. The composition illustrates the story recounted by Theocritus and Ovid of how the twin brothers Castor and Pollux (called the Dioscuri) forcibly abducted and later married the daughters of King Leucippus. Rubens’s depiction of the abduction is marked by some striking ambiguities: an equivocation between violence and solicitude in the demeanor of the brothers, and an equivocation between resistance and gratification in the response of the sisters. The energized ebullience and sensual appeal of the group work to override our darker thoughts about the coercive nature of the abduction.
I’ve decided to take this painting and place it in another ambiguous and disconnected space, distorting much of the narrative and for lack of a better cliché, recontextualizing. At this late stage it still needs some tweeking and resolution of various passages.
Tom Bennett
Sisters, oil on panel, 24″ x 30″
This week I’m posting a current stage in an ongoing metamorphosis of a painting influenced by Caravaggio’s Crucifixion of St Peter. I’m trying to find the place where the abstract marks camoflage any overt figurative narrative. I’ve been working here with oil, oil stick; a 3 part medium made of damar, turps and stand oil; and black oil medium, made with litharge. The black oil creates a really beautiful, deep and strong paint film and glaze.
I’ll be the first to admit this is a mediocre photo.
Pete’s Going Away, oil on panel, 40″ x 30″
Detail
Here’s the original Caravaggio, so he doesn’t sue me:
I know that posting unfinished works might be seen as a tad unprofessional, a bit unheroic or at the very least a teensy weensy questionable for any number of reasons. But I don’t give a rat’s ass. I have no new finished work this week and rather than posting old stuff I’ll do the clumsy yet fun and exciting thing and put up an example of an unresolved question mark in the form of oil on board.
I apologize for the mediocre photo, but then again it is a W.I.P.
The image is informed by a Caravaggio.
At this stage the form is too narrative. I think broader abstraction will be brought in.
As a representative of the tail-ass-end of the post war natal boom cycle, I have a touch of guilt about the fact that the “me” generation sort of selfishly consumed its way toward the recent economic downturn. This painting may be about that shame. Or at the very least, the fear of not being able to consume more stuff because you’re about to get nailed to a cross.
oil on enameled board with oil stick and graphite, 30″ x 40″
Here is a finished monotype and some unresolved studies illustrating chosen dreams of Toni Tiller’s.
The medium allows for quick studies to be worked and reworked on the plexiglass matrix, so that experimentation is always an easy and disposable exercise. The first I’m happy with, the rest are problematic and I’m posting them as WIPS of a sort. I’m using rags, a steel comb and razor blades as some of my tools here.
Click on the link after each title to read the corresponding dream.
A Tail Like a Cat, monotype, 9″ x 12″
Dream from 7/02/10)
Dream study/ Floating to the Surface, monotype, 18″ x 14″
Dream from 6/12/10
The above has a number of issues. its too busy and the figures seem to be a bit static, for starters.
Dream study/ Storm, monotype, 18″ x 14″
Dream from 7/11/10
This is clumsy to me, and I’m not happy with the design, nor the drawing.
Dream study/ Eating Mice, monotype, 9″ x 12″
Dream from 5/31/10
I had designed this to be viewed vertically, but the issues I have with the mouth and general drawing pushed me to present it horizontally. The composition is more dynamic and the tension works. I don’t think know if it represents the tone of the dream right, though.
More images of my friend Lauren, who is about to give birth any moment now. I really think she’s going to be a great mother. She’s smart and tireless and focused and kind. Not to me, but I’m a PITA. Pain in the ass.
Here are some really loose monotypes, each about 18″ x 12″. I’m not satisfied with the emotion these prints are evoking at this point, so I’ll keep working. I’ve been continuing with graphite and ink with color wash drawings, which you can check out after the jump.

LP 2, monotype

LP 1, monotype
For the drawings, click here:
Loosely stated, my art process comes down to 2 basic stages, with a lot of feedback between the two. I call these the IDEAS stage and the STUFF TO MAKE OTHER STUFF WITH stage. Or maybe just the Stuff stage.
The Idea stage usually happens while walking, commuting or trying to sleep. When I’m away from art, visualizing out of boredom or as stray notions hit me. These are the architect’s blueprints.
The Stuff stage is the hands-on creation of the materials that make up the building the Idea blueprints describe.
The 2 stages are often completely separate. I make Stuff without consideration to the Ideas it will be used with. Once I have some Ideas, I will use what Stuff is available. Obviously sometimes the ideas dictate that specific Stuff is made, but even then, I usually have leftover Stuff afterwards that will have to be incorporated elsewhere later. And sometimes I have to come up with Ideas to get rid of Stuff I haven’t used in 2 years. To make room for Stuff I have to create for a specific idea.
Here’s 1 of 12 purple sheets I made a few weeks ago to clear out some tubes of paint I hadn’t used in years. To make room for some of the paint tubes I recently inherited from my Grandfather:
Or sometimes I make Stuff to use up leftover pieces of other Stuff. Here’s 1 of 11 sheets of linear collages I made out of leftover sheets from
the “Gossip” piece a few weeks ago:
Do I have any idea what I’m going to use this Stuff in? No. I’ve had a few Ideas, but nothing too convincing. Chances are I’ll put it away and come back across it when looking for Stuff to use with a new Idea.
More Stuff after the jump. Read more »
(That’s spoken with an monotone eastern European accent.)
There has been talk of the individual approach to process and time management this week on the blog. It was addressed in a post from Tuesday.
Lately I’ve really been busted trying to manage my time in the studio. Its a drag with a capital g.
I work in a variety of ways. My monotypes, due to the nature of the medium, are produced rather quickly, in a matter of hours or less. Sometimes a painting will take but a relatively short time depending on the energy, the conceptual circumstances and how efficiently my subconscious is doing the thinking.
Other times, a piece or pieces will go through the whole “create and destroy and create” exercise and may take weeks or months to be realized. Here is an example of a painting I started a few weeks ago which has -and will – go through a metamorphosis as a dialogue of sorts. The conversation is all an adventure and will go through so many changes I may not quite know where it will end. The piece was started as a part of an ongoing series of paintings connected to the idea of the “purdah” and its related symbology and meanings.
I started it as a straight figure, but I unfortunately don’t have documentation from that first stage. Then I furiously worked into it.
a stage from a few weeks ago:
It wasn’t working for me; it was at a narrative and formal stage I wasn’t satisfied with. so I continued.
and another stage
Here it is staring at me now:
I wanted to push the form, the abstraction and the marks somewhere else. I’ll sit with this a little. it might be finished; I’ll keep you updated. Cause I know you care.
O.k., so I’m posting late this week….In all earnestness, this is not going to be much of a post at all. I spent this last weekend in St. Louis, which is to be my new home, come May 1st. From all perspectives, this will be a good move, as it will allow my wife and I to save money, revolve around a smaller nucleus, have more space, do more things, etc.
Nonetheless, this post is centered around the photographs that I took while doing other things, this weekend. It is image heavy, so be forewarned… Read more »
Well sure, of course I’ve been painting, but I don’t have any finished work to show you at the moment. So instead here are some detail shots of WIPs. Painting details are always fun, right? *all pics click to enlarge* more pics after the jump Read more »


