What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna
What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna What Painting Is: How to Think about Oil Painting ... - Victoria Vesna
WHAT PAINTING IS 91 arm’s length away: there are large blurry patches of beige or flesh tone and white (none are present in this detail), linear black streamers with their bulbous ends, and finer strands and loops. Closer in there is a fourth level of detail, made of fine spray and uncontrolled drippings. In this detail there is a passage of very thin snaking white threads, like overcooked angel’s hair pasta, and droplets of beige, part of a widely dispersed spray. The smallest droplets went down last, so they lie on top of every other mark— notice the beige drop that sits squarely in the middle of the straight black diagonal, splaying it slightly where it hit. In Pollock’s paintings, pigments have to be called “flesh” or “beige” instead of, say, Ochre or Sienna, because he used commercially mixed colors. The actual names would have been more like “Fawn Beige” or “Caravan.” In this sample there are five colors: black, beige, a darker greyish brown, white, bluegreen, and aluminum. The aluminum is the most unusual, since it is a shiny metal-based pigment; it is visible toward the bottom, just right of center. Thinking of the painting as a layered sequence, it may seem as if Pollock was actually working toward a kind of order, so that the painting would reveal its creation, step-by-step, to a careful investigator. But Pollock was desperately interested in avoiding the normal structure of drawing and painting. It is rarely possible to follow a stream of paint as it winds its way across the canvas (as museum docents often advise visitors to do). Wherever such a layer became too obvious, he obfuscated it, tangling it back into the pattern as if he were stitching a stray thread. Where marks threatened to become too clear, Pollock let a messy beige drip fall just on top of them, or he held the brush still while it spun a thread of paint, piling up like syrup on a pancake. Here the white paint has been dropped that way into the wet black, falling on top of itself and sinking in. I imagine Pollock taking special pleasure in details like the broken squiggles of white at the lower left. Just left of the vertical white ribbons, there are several disjointed white pieces: a Z shape, a dot just above it, and two C’s, one of them backwards. They do not add to a comprehensible human gesture: they are effectively cut off, floating inside faint halos of white. It may be that what Pollock feared, and wanted most to destroy, was the long continuous contour that would imply a human figure. Art historians have written about Pollock’s desire
92 THE MOULDY MATERIA PRIMA to efface the signs of figural elements in his earlier work, and the artist Frank Stella has said that he still senses draped figures “underneath” Pollock’s canvases. 34 It’s certainly true that Pollock’s actions can be explained in that way, but since this is a book about paint, and not representation, I do not want to say more about it. What matters is what happens in this one tiny extract from Lavender Mist: even here, in these four or five square inches, there is an astonishing amount of work, a tremendous labor devoted to making a chaos. The allover paintings are like battles fought against whatever might unexpectedly produce a continuous, figural outline. The struggle is clear enough on the whole canvas, but it is waged just as strongly in marks that are not much larger than the weave of the canvas (which is also visible in this detail). This is what Pollock spent his time doing, working to create a convincing and utter disarray. Yet no chaos is complete. There is no such thing as absolute absence of structure, or pure randomness: if there were, we would be unable to perceive it at all, because it would have no form or color to understand. 35 Everyday randomness usually harbors some secret order. The random-dot stereograms that are popular in books and calendars are actually strongly ordered, and computers that produce lists of random numbers sometimes do so by following instructions designed to produce the effect of randomness. Even here, where the destruction is nearly complete, there are a few marks that still preserve the sense of gesture. There’s the graceful curve of black at the center, and especially a tiny white loop that’s nearly lost, just right of the black vertical that comes up the left third of the painting, a fingerbreadth below the dark green smudge at its top. It’s tiny, but it is clearly a loop, and the white strands that fall from either side are clear signs of the hand that made them: you can picture Pollock’s hand, making curlicues in the air. It is the beginning of form, the first step out of chaos. These stories about the materia prima are only a few out of many. The place where painting begins, and the moment before it begins, is almost unreachable by poetry or prose. Alchemy’s benefit is that it is full of stories—almost too full, almost neurotically overstuffed with competing accounts and endless synonyms. I compared the lists to the devil’s many names, but they are also like a neurotic’s compulsive counting and naming. In an obvious sense, alchemists were concerned that they begin
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WHAT PAINTING IS 91<br />
arm’s length away: there are large blurry patches of beige or flesh<br />
<strong>to</strong>ne and white (none are present in this detail), linear black<br />
streamers with their bulbous ends, and finer strands and loops.<br />
Closer in there is a fourth level of detail, made of fine spray and<br />
uncontrolled drippings. In this detail there is a passage of very thin<br />
snaking white threads, like overcooked angel’s hair pasta, and<br />
droplets of beige, part of a widely dispersed spray. The smallest<br />
droplets went down last, so they lie on <strong>to</strong>p of every other mark—<br />
notice the beige drop that sits squarely in the middle of the<br />
straight black diagonal, splaying it slightly where it hit.<br />
In Pollock’s paintings, pigments have <strong>to</strong> be called “flesh” or<br />
“beige” instead of, say, Ochre or Sienna, because he used<br />
commercially mixed colors. The actual names would have been<br />
more like “Fawn Beige” or “Caravan.” In this sample there are<br />
five colors: black, beige, a darker greyish brown, white, bluegreen,<br />
and aluminum. The aluminum is the most unusual, since<br />
it is a shiny metal-based pigment; it is visible <strong>to</strong>ward the bot<strong>to</strong>m,<br />
just right of center.<br />
<strong>Think</strong>ing of the painting as a layered sequence, it may seem as<br />
if Pollock was actually working <strong>to</strong>ward a kind of order, so that the<br />
painting would reveal its creation, step-by-step, <strong>to</strong> a careful<br />
investiga<strong>to</strong>r. But Pollock was desperately interested in avoiding<br />
the normal structure of drawing and painting. It is rarely possible<br />
<strong>to</strong> follow a stream of paint as it winds its way across the canvas<br />
(as museum docents often advise visi<strong>to</strong>rs <strong>to</strong> do). Wherever such a<br />
layer became <strong>to</strong>o obvious, he obfuscated it, tangling it back in<strong>to</strong><br />
the pattern as if he were stitching a stray thread. Where marks<br />
threatened <strong>to</strong> become <strong>to</strong>o clear, Pollock let a messy beige drip fall<br />
just on <strong>to</strong>p of them, or he held the brush still while it spun a<br />
thread of paint, piling up like syrup on a pancake. Here the white<br />
paint has been dropped that way in<strong>to</strong> the wet black, falling on<br />
<strong>to</strong>p of itself and sinking in. I imagine Pollock taking special<br />
pleasure in details like the broken squiggles of white at the lower<br />
left. Just left of the vertical white ribbons, there are several<br />
disjointed white pieces: a Z shape, a dot just above it, and two<br />
C’s, one of them backwards. They do not add <strong>to</strong> a<br />
comprehensible human gesture: they are effectively cut off,<br />
floating inside faint halos of white.<br />
It may be that what Pollock feared, and wanted most <strong>to</strong><br />
destroy, was the long continuous con<strong>to</strong>ur that would imply a<br />
human figure. Art his<strong>to</strong>rians have written <strong>about</strong> Pollock’s desire