new addition by Kevin Townsend to my collection by tumblr artists.
-I wasn’t sure if you’d open them- the inner drawings were made by postal workers and machines. a minuscule amount of graphite powder was placed in the envelopes followed by the blank (except for the text) pages. Everything else happened in transit
wells of Mimir revisited
metronome drawing | 100 min x 200 marks per minute
Q:Hey, I find that youre doing a wonderful job but, what are you tying to show with those lines?
Thank you for your note.
I don’t often write much about the drawings as I tend to want them to stand (or fall) on their own rather than be propped up by my words— but there is more behind these drawings…
I am interested in in memory— I have a fascination with the way we are marked by time, they way that memory becomes the architecture of our identity and am passionate about exploring various ontologies of drawing.
These drawings weather on paper, envelopes, temporary structures or bathroom walls are one way for me to explore these ideas. They allow me to: engage in drawing as an act, work with binary oppositions—black/white, full/empty, temporality/permanence, strength/fragility, to make drawings that are simultaneously obsessive, physically demanding, time consuming and embracing of chance.
For me the lines are simply a device, a means to an end. They are a way to mark a moment, to make a drawing that is a document of intention and attention rather than a drawing that is a picture of some ‘thing’ -instead these drawings are records.
Aside from a few simple compositional decisions like paper size, or where the first line will begin, the drawings are unplanned— they evolve extemporaneously and end whenever there is prolonged hesitation. The process is almost meditative, the lines are simply lines, they do not describe a boundary or an edge, they describe a series of moments. When the lines are repeated (each line drawn in response to the line that preceded it) the effect of their accumulation is the emergence of structure— a kind topographic rendering of time. With out any explicit effort the drawings begin to suggest volume and space, the use of repetition and accumulation of line alludes to both the passage of time and the processes of memory formation. The topographic structures that emerge conjure the feeling of waves, flowing fabric or landscape and mirror the way a series of minutes or seconds coalesce in our minds into one unified ‘moment’ or memory.
These works are conceptual in nature, despite their traditional materials. As this series began I hated every drawing that was being made— but I enjoyed the process and felt confident in the choices I had made to arrive at this place in my work so I kept making them despite my discomfort.
They still make me feel uncomfortable, exposed, but I have come to accept them, their resulting aesthetic sensibilities and the feelings of vulnerability that accompany them.
In response to a number of emails and tumblr messages inquiring about these drawings, I’ve decided to offer a limited number of commissioned works from this series.
These diptychs are drawn in archival black ink on the exterior of two, 10” x 13” envelopes, sent unprotected via standard post, marked by it’s journey.
A limited number of drawings from this series are available by commission only, each drawing is unique and made to order.
The envelopes are vessels, occupying space, encapsulating and transporting time, attention and intention. Intimate hours are spent marking their surface with accumulated lines— the topography of time is held as a stain, bound in the fibers, passed from hand to hand, exposed to the elements and ultimately entrusted to someone whose hand I’ve never touched.
pictured: Carried by strangers II, before and after its 3,600 mile trans-atlantic journey— finished size: 20”(w) x 13”(h)
new—single panel temporary drawing / unfixed chalk on 36” x 80” blackboard panel
carried by strangers II (everything you think you’re hiding shows) Boston-Århus, Denmark
before (top) and after (below) with details courtesy of the recipient
ink on two 10” x 13” envelopes sent unprotected via standard post, marked by it’s journey
time lapse footage from last night’s test run (featuring several appearances by my iphone and my bald head)
a few shots from yesterday/last night…
wells of Mimir revisited—passive drawing
* imagine these as 2’ cubes of ice on 20’ of canvas (instead of 2” cubes on 20” of paper) and you’ll get a sense for where this is headed