Butterfly net 2
2024
I wanted to express the sense of fragility that comes from not knowing how things will be day to day with health, and “Butterfly Net” seemed the right way to do it because, in the process of making it; tearing paper strips; I experienced the very pain that makes a”bad day” a bad day.
This is version 2 of Butterfly Net, in which I incorporate digitally generated and perceived textural
elements. I find it interesting to play with perception generally… I guess this is part of being an artist!
I used to experience the differences between working with digital imagery and physical materials as being much greater than I do now. I even had a bit of an aversion to combining them together in the way I have done in this artwork, believing it somehow lessened authenticity somehow.
However, now I find I’m quite interested in the interplay between the process of creating things both physically and virtually, and then choosing to put the two processes together; this work celebrates the existence of both mediums.
I think this is important for me to express because, due to the restrictions I experience sometimes physically due to osteoarthritis, my appreciation and use of digital media has increased. This brings with it a reminder of the freedom I can enjoy because it it. So the net which holds the butterfly back is partially permeated. This is very positive!
For example, being able to create on a mobile device while lying on my back doing yoga and exercising incorporates bodily movement with imaginative, creative processes; I benefit from the combination of physical and digital working concurrently!
I don’t always need to do this… I am often still able to work with physical materials, even on quite a large scale, but for the periods of time when I cannot, it is a great liberation and joy to not have my creative impetus restricted or held back in any way!
In the first “Butterfly Net” I expressed a sense of fragility by photographing the collage without sticking any paper down. A breeze or even a breath could rearrange the pieces of paper. I chose to create a very simplistic, loose image of a butterfly which I made by cutting and tearing paper, with wide vertical bars which imprison the butterfly, on top of it.
Without being told the paper is unstuck, a viewer wouldn’t appreciate the fragility because the graphic image itself is as far away from a butterfly as possible; it’s heavy and quite bold in black and white only. It’s primitive and childlike. A loose, rather ambiguous and camouflaged depiction of a butterfly! With the net over it, many people don’t even recognise it as being a butterfly! Generally, with figurative art the aim is that people will recognise what is depicted. Yet, as is the case with much invisible disability, the features which characterise a condition are not clear or easily recognisable to an outside viewer.
When creating the first version, I realised that, though I associate arthritis with something which affects people in their latter years, there are many people affected by different types of bone pain, including children, so the childlike nature of my depiction met my desire to encompass this idea. Arthritis isn’t something just experienced by older people.
As said, it’s also a condition which isn’t obvious. There is something of it being a condition which is less visible, often even invisible, to other people. This requires communication on my part of physical limitations when I experience them; I don’t like revealing my own fragility or vulnerability at all! I prefer to emphasis my strength and independence!
In “Butterfly Net 2” the increased integration and merging of media reflects a general increase in self integration I’ve experienced in recent years. Self-integration is critical to identity. It’s the process of connecting experiences to the self and often occurs as individuals narrate events. In a fundamental sense, this is how the creation of both my visual art and writing often function.
Time has passed and I’m more comfortable with the fragile, more vulnerable dimensions of myself. The image now looks even further away from a butterfly!
This reminds me, that as part of humankind in general, we don’t see each others fragility very easily at all, and it is often hard to express openly. So to treat eachother with kindness is a good general principle for life when it comes to disabilities of all kinds. We often just see hanging strips of broken material; torn parts, fragmentation. In both ourselves and others. But don’t forget the butterfly, just because you cannot see it, doesn’t mean it isn’t there!
I’m currently continuing my experiments with loose, un-fixed papers. I’ve made a lot of painted papers to play with and as I work with them I’m reminded of the need to hold all things in life lightly, even though it’s so tempting to want to feel totally in control of things and have everything rigidly stuck into place! It’s important to open ourselves up to life with acceptance of what is beyond our understanding and what is beyond any control we may feel the need to have. Why do we do this? I think one factor may be that we do this in order to compensate for an inner sense of security we sometimes (even often!) lack.
At the same time as relinquishing our need to control, it is vital to take full responsibility for ourselves and to exert appropriate self control in the way we manage ourselves in accordance with our values and beliefs. It seems too easy at times to mix up these two movements; to try and control what we can’t and then to abandon control of what we can!
Snail Photograph by Jenny Meehan taken at West Dean Gardens in Sussex ©jenny meehan
Francis Davison
It’s completely impossible to write about artists who have influenced me, because the very nature of experience is so homogeneous. However, when I make it to galleries, it’s natural that I’ll give more time to different creative expressions I come across, and what I see can serve as a little doorway into a passageway of focus. So I look, think, meditate and learn something – I receive a little gift from my investment. The collages of Francis Davison are works I’ve encountered several times, and are a good example of this.
Quote from “An Introduction to Francis Davison” by Andrew Lambeth 2017 in The Redfern Gallery Catalogue ©The Redfern Gallery 2017.
“His reclusive nature had the effect of keeping the work largely unseen, and it was not until one or two astute critics began to champion Davison’s collages that he was persuaded to exhibit in the last years of his life.
By far the most significant exhibition of his work at this time was the solo show at the Hayward Gallery in 1983. But the Hayward was a huge strain on Davison – not only the construction of the frames (which he made himself on the kitchen floor), but the effect of going public, even though he longed for recognition. He was such a private man that he felt more than usually vulnerable at showing the distillation of his life’s work and inviting a response. Although the young Damien Hirst later admitted that the exhibition ‘blew him away’, the public in general seems to have been rather baffled.
A few of the more discerning critics recognised the quality of the collages, and some artists responded positively, but the exhibition changed little, and Davison died in 1984 largely unknown and unrecognised. He is still one of the best-kept secrets of the British art world”.
Not such a secret now, but I guess its relative. And the “British Art World.” ???? No comment from me on that exclusive and illusionary sphere. I often meet artists who have come across his work, and I wasn’t looking, and bumped into his work. So things have changed. So that’s good.
I was invited to the private view of the Francis Davison exhibition (14th November to 9th December 2017) at The Redfern Gallery. I’m still not quite sure why, because I had not put myself in the mailing list. It may have been because I’d written in my art journal a few years earlier of my enjoyment of his collages when they were exhibited at Austin/Desmond Fine Art in their exhibition “Francis Davison: Collages 1976 – 1983”.
Here’s what I wrote way back then in 2012!
“A few weeks back I visited the Francis Davison: Collages 1976 – 1983 exhibition at Austin/Desmond Fine Art.
Some of the small studies had something to teach me, and I found myself wishing that my experiments sold at a couple of thousand pounds, but as I am not Francis Davison, it might be worth settling for a little less in the way of financial benefit. The larger work on show revealed the fruit of many hours experimentation, and it was a rich experience to view the work. “Orange Arc and Spot in Turquoise & Brown” “Egypt” “Blass Mass, Blue Angle, White Background” “Disintergrating Black, Green, Blue Fields” “Sand Ground with Black,Red,White and Green”. Say it how it is. Titles to the point. It was very good. I am glad I made the effort to see this exhibition.
What most struck me was how much like paint the way Francis Davison uses some of the paper. I was convinced that some of the paper was paint, until I took a closer look. This is interesting to me because I have thought about using collage in my own paintings and I have been put off mostly because of not mixing the paint with unpainted paper, but what I saw done here was inspiring. Not a drop of paint in sight, but very, very painterly collage. And the contrast between the dissolved type edges with those of jagged cut paper, which spoke sharper than sharp, was delightful.
My words don’t articulate visual things well, but all I can say is if you give this kind of work the time it deserves, then it will teach you a lot. As I looked at the work I looked for the decision-making process, I looked for the junctures and the points at which I might agree or disagree with decisions made. This navigational process of working my way through any visual expression has become much more obvious to me recently, so much so that the lack of overt subject matter worries me less and less.
To see an exhibition like this at this particular time, when I am experimenting in a very free manner has proved very fruitful. I find that I need to remind myself of restraint with colour and never forget the importance of edges, as well as the effect of different sized masses and some of the interesting relationships which can be so easily overlooked.”
How funny and useful it is to have this Art Journal of mine as a tool for a reflective creative practice! It’s interesting to read now as I have moved into using collage a lot. I’m still inspired by the work of many artists I’ve come across, yet its true that Francis Davison’s collages have embedded themselves in my thinking in a very rich and rewarding way. The extent of their inspiration is as much as the effect that Ivon Hitchens’ paintings revolutionised my approach to oil painting and opened my eyes up to the power of brushwork, colour and space. My work has evolved over the years in many ways, and of this I’m grateful. There is never a need to be uninspired! Even in the quiet reflective spaces shadows move suggestively!
In my December 2017 art journal post I mentioned The Redfern Gallery Francis Davison Exhibition:
“Francis Davison at The Redfern Gallery
What a great show this was!
I took many visual meanderings across the surfaces of the many collages on show.
As I plan to bring my own work onto a larger format, I found the size of the work on show very pleasing. It is large enough to be easy to enter into, but not so large as to be impractical. Though wall space nowadays is a problem for many people, unless you have plenty of walls, what do you do with this superb, intimate yet impressive work? Both bold and delicate, strong and fragile. I like this. But I lack the wall and floor I need to work at this scale at the present time.
Just one empty wall. Just one empty floor. And I will be happy.”
And
More on Francis Davison…
” Looking around The Redfern Gallery at Francis Davison’s collages at the Private View was not enough for me, and besides, people, lovely as they are, get in the way! So I re-visited and took in a little bit more deeply what was happening there for me. Seeing the work generated all kinds of new ideas in my mind, really, so many I needed to take notes. The art now for me will be restraint…To hold back yet give all, at the very same time.
https://www.redfern-gallery.com/artists/47-francis-davison/
Photos of sections of Francis Davison Collages from 2017
I’m reflecting back on these because I’m effectively “chewing the cud” and it’s nourishing. I am a person who finds focus a challenge, and I don’t mind admitting it. My mind will rush ahead very often in whichever way it wants, and I’m getting better at pulling it back and telling it to sit down. It is hard though. Limitations are very valuable things in life. To pull back and chew over grass we have eaten before, rather than rushing forwards into new pastures seems to work well for me. I’m not quite sure how it happens but I always seem to be moving forwards even when I pull backwards.
Carl Jung, ETH Lecture 1st Dec 1939
A bit of Jung never goes amiss!
“I must call your attention to a further passage in the New Testament. In the second chapter of Acts we read of the coming of the Comforter, of the Paraclete (the Holy Ghost),promised to the disciples by Christ:
“And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting. And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance.”
The tongues of fire did not fall among them but on each. Each individual could say the Paraclete has entered me, I am the dwelling, another aspect of God. That is simply the logical fact, but it was never allowed to come true on account of the institution for, if God can speak through the individual, it opens the door to arrant heresy. This was proved practically during the Reformation, the so-called “Schwarm Geister” crumbled the walls of the Church.
We must, therefore, be human and not judge the Church too hardly, for it was really impossible for her to tackle this problem. The problem is an eternal truth but it only becomes acute when the Church is no longer able to control the situation and its walls spring apart. Then we are forced to remember such texts. They are no empty words but basic truths, and we have no foothold in the shifting ground of contemporary problems without them.
We fall captive to the herd animal if we cannot reach the individual divinity in ourselves. If we think this means the ego, we are rightly condemned as individualists and egotists, but to remember our primeval divinity, that is a totally different thing.”
Carl Jung, ETH Lecture 1st Dec 1939
Mary Oliver
Here’s a few lovely lines from one of her poems:
” Do you bow your head when you pray or do you look
up into that blue space?
Take your choice, prayers fly from all directions.
And don’t worry about what language you use,
God no doubt understands them all.”
Yes!
Thomas Keating
“The greatest teacher is silence. To come out of interior silence and to practice its radiance, its love, its concern for others, its submission to God’s will, its trust in God even in tragic situations is the fruit of living from your inmost center, from the contemplative space within. The signs of coming from this space are a peace that is rarely upset by events, other people and our reactions to them, and a calm that is a stabilizing force in whatever environment you may be in. God gives us everything we need to be happy in the present moment, no matter what the evidence to the contrary may be. A good spiritual director helps us to sustain that trust.”
Father Thomas Keating, Summer 1997, Part II lecture notes
Chris Chapman
“Life itself is where the word of God is sown, and we can make space to receive the word in attentiveness”
from “Praying with Parables” Spirituality training handout, not sure of date as it was several years ago!
Camera Phone Cameras
Image of Neil my husband holding a camera phone.
Its stunning how much technology has transformed the creative arts in so msny ways. While I’ve spent a great deal of time in the past with technicalities regarding photography and printing, for everyday purposes and for my current digital art working, I’m enjoying the ease of use, absences of technological considerations, and the need to work on my laptop, and instead do sooo much on my phone! I don’t make large prints anymore anyway. Having said that, it’s jolly useful to understand the limitations and features of camera phones.
Early Rothko
These are fascinating, and I did not realise he had done any representational work, which is very silly indeed, as I’m sure most abstract artists start with representation/figuration before they fall into the abstract abyss. Which is rather fun, of course!
Kingston Artists Open Studios 2024
This year Kingston Artists Open Studios will be held over three weekends, though I’ll be exhibiting over two weekends only; the 11th and 12th of May and the 18th and 19th May.
It’s always a fun and enjoyable time, and so come along if you are free, in the area, and enjoy some art.
Here’s a few images from years gone before:
kingston artists open studios 2019 jenny meehan artist designer
Scraper Poem by Jenny Meehan
https://youtu.be/MqoHgTq71hI?feature=shared
I wrote the first version of this poem, “Scraper” in 2008. It’s still pretty similar to what it was with only a few minor adjustments. I edited it in 2023.
The inspiration for it is personal experience of male violence, so in that sense I know that many women (and men) will be able to relate to it.
From my Dad hitting me in the face to stop me crying as a child, to the crime of rape by someone else in my late teens, plus other experiences of verbal and physical aggression in between, I know on a personal level how male violence affects women and I know I’m not alone in this.
Later on in life my brother was also violently assaulted, resulting in a head injury. This event, and it’s later consequences, proved to be just one thing to many to bear, resulting in considerable distress which started coming to a head around 2008. So this poem was part of a realisation of trauma, and though it’s a very sad poem, I am grateful for it, because it was part of a process of recognising where I was, and one factor in me seeking the professional support I needed.
That “one fistful of fired up rage” is a metaphor for violence that’s impacted me and other members of my family. Anger is an important emotion and is not, in itself, aggressive. Aggressive behaviour is not the same thing as anger. The main difference between anger and rage is that the anger is an emotion while rage is the violent, uncontrollable anger, often accompanied by violent physical actions.
Violence and abuse, intentional and unintentional, take many forms and can be emotional, spiritual, and psychological – not just physical.
Empathy, (the capacity to resonate with and reflect upon the feelings and mental states of others) was in short supply for myself and other members of my family of origin. There was, for a variety of reasons, including schizophrenic, alcohol use disorder, and ptsd, a level of deprivation which caused damage all round. I now recognise my parents were only able to function in the ways they knew how to. That doesn’t make certain things alright, but it does enable me now to hold them in my heart with a certain amount of compassion, which is healing in itself. As a child you can’t see things from this perspective.
I’ve given you some personal context for the poem, however, my aim in expressing myself through poetry and art is not to particularise, but rather to stretch out expansively, in a recognition of shared pain, and shared love too. There are so many people who can relate to aspects of my experience, and vice versa. There is great strength and peace in recognising commonality.
We need compassion. So much!
Also, I pray too for empathetic understanding of myself and others, and a sacred recognition of each individual person I meet, day by day. We are all wounded. We can all heal.
Enduring Grace
Carol Lee Flinders writes, in her book Enduring Grace:
“The healing balm that Julian (Saint Julian of Norwich) offers in her teaching on the motherhood of God is that we need not grieve that our relationships here on earth are less than perfect. Life on earth is, after all, inherently flawed. Nonetheless, the rich promise that the maternal relationship holds out can finally be realized, because the mother we long for, and the mother we long to be, is within each of us,”[xii] for God is within us.”
Carol Lee Flinders, Enduring Grace: Living Portraits of Seven Women Mystics (HarperCollins, 1993), 97 – 98.
This is such a healing reminder! I can’t stress enough how vitally life giving an awareness of the divine feminine is to me, and I certainly see this coming out through my creative expressions now, more so than ever before.
Its interesting, as always, to look back and reflect on my personal development journey and how it’s manifested itself through artistic expression. It’s immensely reassuring to me to see the many meandering pathways which formed, almost like the formation of small rivulets initially, which have organically grown and developed over the years. And looking backwards, paradoxically, does encourage and inspire looking forwards. It helps motivate me! This is part of the joy of contemplation I think.
Save Our Souls/Distress Signal
A big theme in a lot of my visual art is dissociation. Its been a constant theme, among others, and particularly relates autobiographically to women’s experience of male violence /sexual violence. This painting, while it certainly contains hope, and maybe this gives it a message of “enduring grace” even through suffering, is also quite dark in emotional expression. It was painted during a period in my life of “moderate depression”, though the depression felt, at times, like it would “take me under”. It certainly had troughs of despond and a strong experience of hopelessness as well as periods when I felt more supported internally and externally.
A concept in my mind when painting it was the character of Ophelia, from the Shakespeare play Hamlet, who loses her mind… And then her body, in her case through suicide. The painting is called “Save Our Souls” because it’s a a cry for help, not just for myself (it was a personal tool for me in my own journey) but all women whose sense of self and sanity have been violated, and find themselves on the edge of either feeling they exist, or, too close to the real boundary of life and death for comfort.
It does very much contain hope, expressed through light across the surface of the woman’s physical body, even in its fragile, ambiguous materiality. But the whole paintings relationship with hope is fragile and delicate. It’s deliberately unresolved and paradoxical. It pulls both ways, into darkness and into light.
I did follow up the painting with a poem, as I often do. Indeed, it’s a key part of my creative practice to partner my visual art with my writing. I view my visual art as a form of poetry, because of its relationship to my writing. When I exhibit visual art, I prefer to exhibit both poem and painting (or drawing, sculpture, whatever! ) together because they are integral to eachother.
Here’s the poem ‘Ophelia Poem’ which accompanied the painting ‘Save our Souls’
“It was
an unfinished poem
who took
her hands and led her
to the river spring.
Who invited her,
held her,
cried with her.
Who even laid her body out,
as she willed it,
to face her grief.
In her vulnerability
she was
too fragile to speak, even –
yet, intent
to trust the universe,
her painting pressed into a tiny pearl,
the love which first formed her
So she treasured it.
And there was light.”
Thomas Merton Prayer
My Lord God, I have no idea where I am going. I do not see the road ahead of me. I cannot know for certain where it will end. Nor do I really know myself, and the fact that I think I am following your will does not mean that I am actually doing so.
But I believe that the desire to please you does in fact please you, and I hope that I have that desire in all that I am doing. I hope that I never do anything apart from that desire. And I know that if I do this you will lead me by the right road though I may know nothing about it.
Therefore I will trust you always. Though I may seem to be lost and in the shadow of death I will not fear, for you are ever with me and you will never leave me to face my peril alone.
THOMAS MERTON
This is a lovely prayer… I have it stuck to my kitchen cupboard.
Winter
Well, Winter does actually feel far behind us now, but it’s not too late to share this beautiful engraving of a painting by Wilhelm Kray (German, 1828–1889 titled “Winter”. I prefer the engraving to the original painting. Emotionally it comes across to me more. It shows the transformation of Winter to Spring. I’m guessing that the figure in the background shows Winter dying. I found this “Originally known as the Spring Equinox, the word Easter parallels the German word Ostern which is derived from Eostre or Ostara, the Anglo-Saxon Goddess of Spring. In German stories, Ostara is believed to have been responsible for bringing about Spring each year.” So maybe this is Ostara? She does have a star on her head!
I also wondered if the figure may be fruitfully read as Saint Brigid too? I found some information on her…
” Both Christians and pagans celebrate St. Brigid’s Day on Feb. 1. People still celebrate her day by weaving twigs into a square “Brigid’s Cross,” an ancient solar symbol traditionally made to welcome spring. Feb. 1-2 is also known as Imbolc, a Spring festival when the goddess Brigid returns as the bride of spring in a role like the Greek Persephone. Imbolc has been adapted not only into St. Brigid’s Day on Feb 1st, but also as Candlemas on Feb 2nd.”
It’s such a beautiful image, quite nurturing and tender. I guess I’m a bit late in my interest as we are now in April, and the time of year I’m looking at here appears to fit more comfortably into February! In an effort to align myself more with the calendar I’ve brought this very exciting book “The Celtic Wheel of the Year” by Tess Ward. I’m going to attempt to read and pray it monthly. I haven’t stuck to a seasonal prayer pattern like this before but my creative practice fell into a seasonal pattern very naturally so I think it will be good to shape some of my devotions and meditation too in a form which moves with the year.
Here’s a little interpretation from me on Saint Brigid, thinking on Spring and Resurrection combined. The figurative image isn’t my own, but a section of a cutting of a photograph I kept from one of my art books. It’s of Christ and Mary his mother when Christ was taken down off the cross after being crucified.
God Beyond All Dreams – Bernadette Farrell
1. God, beyond our dreams, you have stirred in us a memory, you have placed your powerful spirit in the hearts of humankind.
Refrain: All around us, we have known you; all creation lives to hold you, In our living and our dying we are bringing you to birth.
2. God, beyond all names, you have made us in your image, we are like you, we reflect you, we are woman, we are man.
3. God, beyond all words, all creation tells your story, you have shaken with our laughter, you have trembled with our tears.
4. God, beyond all time, you are labouring within us; we are moving, we are changing, in your spirit ever new.
5. God of tender care, you have cradled us in goodness, you have mothered us in wholeness, you have loved us into birth.
On the subject of dreams… Just beautiful. My Good Friday Meditation this year.
Dream of the Rood
(trans. by Roy Liuzza)
Another beautiful meditation for Easter
BY UNKNOWN
TRANSLATED BY ROY M. LIUZZA
Listen! I will speak of the sweetest dream,
what came to me in the middle of the night,
when speech-bearers slept in their rest.
It seemed that I saw a most wondrous tree
raised on high, wound round with light,
the brightest of beams. All that beacon was
covered in gold; gems stood
fair at the earth’s corners, and there were five
up on the cross-beam. All the angels of the Lord looked on;
fair through all eternity; that was no felon’s gallows,
but holy spirits beheld him there,
men over the earth and all this glorious creation.
Wondrous was the victory-tree, and I was stained by sins,
wounded with guilt; I saw the tree of glory
honored in garments, shining with joys,
bedecked with gold; gems had
covered worthily the Creator’s tree.
And yet beneath that gold I began to see
an ancient wretched struggle, when it first began
to bleed on the right side. I was all beset with sorrows,
fearful for that fair vision; I saw that eager beacon
change garments and colors––now it was drenched,
stained with blood, now bedecked with treasure.
And yet, lying there a long while,
I beheld in sorrow the Savior’s tree
until I heard it utter a sound;
that best of woods began to speak words:
“It was so long ago––I remember it still––
that I was felled from the forest’s edge,
ripped up from my roots. Strong enemies seized me there,
made me their spectacle, made me bear their criminals;
they bore me on their shoulders and then set me on a hill,
enemies enough fixed me fast. Then I saw the Lord of mankind
hasten eagerly, when he wanted to ascend upon me.
I did not dare to break or bow down
against the Lord’s word, when I saw
the ends of the earth tremble. Easily I might
have felled all those enemies, and yet I stood fast.
Then the young hero made ready—that was God almighty—
strong and resolute; he ascended on the high gallows,
brave in the sight of many, when he wanted to ransom mankind.
I trembled when he embraced me, but I dared not bow to the ground,
or fall to the earth’s corners––I had to stand fast.
I was reared as a cross: I raised up the mighty King,
the Lord of heaven; I dared not lie down.
They drove dark nails through me; the scars are still visible,
open wounds of hate; I dared not harm any of them.
They mocked us both together; I was all drenched with blood
flowing from that man’s side after he had sent forth his spirit.
“Much have I endured on that hill
of hostile fates: I saw the God of hosts
cruelly stretched out. Darkness had covered
with its clouds the Ruler’s corpse,
that shining radiance. Shadows spread
grey under the clouds; all creation wept,
mourned the King’s fall: Christ on the cross.
And yet from afar men came hastening
to that noble one; I watched it all.
I was all beset with sorrow, yet I sank into their hands,
humbly, eagerly. There they took almighty God,
lifted him from his heavy torment; the warriors then left me
standing drenched in blood, all shot through with arrows.
They laid him down, bone-weary, and stood by his body’s head;
they watched the Lord of heaven there, who rested a while,
weary from his mighty battle. They began to build a tomb for him
in the sight of his slayer; they carved it from bright stone,
and set within the Lord of victories. They began to sing a dirge for him,
wretched at evening, when they wished to travel hence,
weary, from the glorious Lord––he rested there with little company.
And as we stood there, weeping, a long while
fixed in our station, the song ascended
from those warriors. The corpse grew cold,
the fair life-house. Then they began to fell us
all to the earth––a terrible fate!
They dug for us a deep pit, yet the Lord’s thanes,
friends found me there…
adorned me with gold and silver.
“Now you can hear, my dear hero,
that I have endured the work of evil-doers,
harsh sorrows. Now the time has come
that far and wide they will honor me,
men over the earth and all this glorious creation,
and pray to this sign. On me the Son of God
suffered for a time; and so, glorious now
I rise up under the heavens, and am able to heal
each of those who is in awe of me.
Once I was made into the worst of torments,
most hateful to all people, before I opened
the true way of life for speech-bearers.
Lo! the King of glory, Guardian of heaven’s kingdom
honored me over all the trees of the forest,
just as he has also, almighty God, honored
his mother, Mary herself,
above all womankind for the sake of all men.
“Now I bid you, my beloved hero,
that you reveal this vision to men,
tell them in words that it is the tree of glory
on which almighty God suffered
for mankind’s many sins
and Adam’s ancient deeds.
Death He tasted there, yet the Lord rose again
with his great might to help mankind.
He ascended into heaven. He will come again
to this middle-earth to seek mankind
on doomsday, almighty God,
the Lord himself and his angels with him,
and He will judge—He has the power of judgment—
each one of them as they have earned
beforehand here in this loaned life.
No one there may be unafraid
at the words which the Ruler will speak:
He will ask before the multitude where the man might be
who for the Lord’s name would taste
bitter death, as He did earlier on that tree.
But they will tremble then, and little think
what they might even begin to say to Christ.
But no one there need be very afraid
who has borne in his breast the best of beacons;
but through the cross we shall seek the kingdom,
every soul from this earthly way,
whoever thinks to rest with the Ruler.”
Then I prayed to the tree with a happy heart,
eagerly, there where I was alone
with little company. My spirit longed to start
on the journey forth; it has felt
so much of longing. It is now my life’s hope
that I might seek the tree of victory
alone, more often than all men
and honor it well. I wish for that
with all my heart, and my hope of protection is
fixed on the cross. I have few wealthy friends
on earth; but they all have gone forth,
fled from worldly joys and sought the King of glory;
they live now in heaven with the High Father,
and dwell in glory, and each day I look forward
to the time when the cross of the Lord,
on which I have looked while here on this earth,
will fetch me from this loaned life,
and bring me where there is great bliss,
joy in heaven, where the Lord’s host
is seated at the feast, with ceaseless bliss;
and then set me where I may afterwards
dwell in glory, have a share of joy
fully with the saints. May the Lord be my friend,
He who here on earth once suffered
on the hanging-tree for human sin;
He ransomed us and gave us life,
a heavenly home. Hope was renewed
with cheer and bliss for those who were burning there.
The Son was successful in that journey,
mighty and victorious, when he came with a multitude,
a great host of souls, into God’s kingdom,
the one Ruler almighty, the angels rejoicing
and all the saints already in heaven
dwelling in glory, when almighty God,
their Ruler, returned to his rightful home.
Roy Liuzza, “Dream of the Rood” from Old English Poetry: An Anthology. Copyright © 2014 by Roy Liuzza. Quoted from https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/159129/dream-of-the-rood-translation
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Redbubble Artist Jenny Meehan
I’m doing a bit of tidying up on this blog and gradually working my way through the pages to bring them up to date. Here’s the blog page which gives you an introduction to my Redbubble artist profile ‘jennyjimjams.redbubble’. Redbubble is a print on demand marketplace and I have over a thousand designs on it.
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The Mummy and the Pyramid Video
I’ve reworked this a bit. I like this one better than the first version created about a year ago.
Here is the additional image I used. It’s one of a series.
John Lewis Foundations – Motherhood of God – Life Drawing – Carter Heyward – Progressive Christianity – Richard Rohr – Cezanne
August 3, 2023
Painting, Painting Painting!
Art Journal Post August 2023 by Jenny Meehan aka jennyjimjams
Well, it is July (ooops! Late again! It’s now August!) and this is the time of the year when I do a lot of painting/ collage! I don’t have anything finished to show you right now but here are some images of what I have been doing. I am fortunate to have a garden, which I love, and in that beautiful space many of my paintings start to come to a life of a sort!
These are all in progress, yet nearing their final stage and suggesting feelings and ideas very faithfully to me. It’s a great stage to be at…
Rather than stick edges down so they are always close to the surface I leave some with spaces… This development came from my work with mosaics and is a good example how varying media can be very productive. I find the shadow areas interesting in mosaic and having got the interest I can’t forget it!
Life Drawing Class at Hillcroft College Surbiton
Here’s a few examples of work I’ve been doing in a super life drawing. It’s been really good fun!
I think this one merits a title as it asserted itself so naturally, so I reckon that “4CL Connection” is good as I have been thinking and reading a lot recently about having a stronger sense of connection, both within oneself and also with others.
These two below were short poses, can’t remember the time exactly but less than five minutes
I’m enjoying sharpening my eyes with observation, so I’ll be looking to continue life drawing in the Autumn. To have the human body as a motif in my work seems good for this time when I’m feeling so much more grounded and connected to my own. My long term focus on emotions… On locating them and expression of emotion gets even more interesting when linked and connected to the body so this seems a good direction to travel in.
John Lewis Partnership Foundations
Bit of a flip back in time now to an early work, “John Lewis Partnership Foundations 1987”. I like to look back now and again and this work was the first piece of art I sold! It was sold to John Lewis & Partners in 2007. I printed the digital image onto canvas which suited it well. It was a very encouraging moment to sell it and even more so in that it went to where I wanted it to go! Here’s my blurb on it, from that time:
A large inkjet print on block canvas was purchased by the company at the Kingston Contemporary Open Exhibition 2007.
“John Lewis Partnership Foundations 1987 by Jenny Meehan
Conceived, created, and printed May 2007
Digital print on canvas
This artwork was created from a photograph taken by me in 1987 as I walked over Kingston Bridge, and shows the foundations of the John Lewis building in Kingston- Upon-Thames. It celebrates the positive and inspiring vision of partnership which John Spedan Lewis brought into reality within his own work, in his own lifetime, and now beyond that. As I looked at the company website and read through some of his words and learnt about what he had done, I found a real pioneering spirit at work, and it inspired me to create this piece. The involvement of John Lewis with the arts in the borough is also very much something to celebrate, and for this reason I specifically created this piece for the Kingston Contemporary Open Exhibition in 2007. It was selected for the exhibition, and purchased by John Lewis Partnership for display in the Kingston Branch.
In the image you see two people at work – a distance apart, but still with common aim. In many organisations today, the individuals desire to work together, whatever their relative status, is what will eventually result in constructive changes and these of course do not only come from the top but happen at many levels; people with faith and vision will carry on working even if the end result is not in sight!
The image is quite deliberately printed onto canvas – photographs on canvas might be considered “not real art” but the reality is that for an increasingly large number of individuals and companies today this is the way they will experience the visual arts in their own setting and this is no bad thing – value and status are not the same thing!
If an image makes life just a tiny bit brighter, more interesting, and stimulates thought and emotion, creates space for memory or vision, then it is well worth the effort and is art in all its glory!
With all the new building going on in Kingston, I really liked the idea of bringing forward an image from the past and representing it in a modern way; digital photography has completely transformed photography as an art form…it has now so much more in common with painting. But, this change has not destroyed its history, which is why I have manipulated it in a way to accentuate bright “paint” like areas and yet at the same time accentuated the grain present in the original negative. The presence of the past form is still very much felt, and while it is easy to tend to resist new developments, it is possible, with careful consideration, to have a good balance which works as a whole”.
Wow, that was years ago… It was a super boost to my confidence at the time for sure!
Carter Heyward
Sometimes you find an author to read who is just a perfect fit for where you are at a particular time, and for me that author is Carter Heyward… Here’s another super quote from the introduction of her book Touching Our Strength:
“The search for liberation, profoundly personal and political, is an intrinsically relational adventure. We search together. It is our active solidarity with one another that generates our discovery of who we are together and hence of who each of us is by particular name and unique yearnings and special talents.
We are not photographs. The reality of our lives is three-dimensional: Whether we experience ourselves this way or not, we are inherently relational. This is the metaphysics of all that is created. From a philosophical perspective, this is our ontological (essential) state – our way of being, the way of being human, created, and creative. We are born in relation, we live in relation, we die in relation. There is, literally, no such human place as simply “inside myself.” Nor is any person, creed, ideology, “outside myself.”
I’m thinking about this quote in particular relation to a poem I wrote a while back… It seems to meet my poem in a fruitful place, for in my poem “God has helped” there is a process of change and liberation which still holds a strong sense of the need for a deeper awareness of relational reality… A sense that isolation of self needs expansion, through faith and an opening out which embraces a greater sense and experience of mutuality.
Here’s the link to my video poem “God Has Helped.” https://youtu.be/WIZ1MHpLSSQ
I continue to read Carter Heyward’s writings enthusiastically! Here’s some more to taste!
“I suspect nothing is more heartbreaking to God herself than the denial of our power to recognize, call forth, and celebrate right relation among ourselves.’ Locked within ourselves, holding secrets and denial, we embody not merely the fear of our relational pos- sibilities; we also embody the rejection of the sacred ground of our being, which is none other than our power to connect.”
Carter Heyward in Chapter 1 of Touching Our Strength – The Erotic as Power and the Love of God”
Her writing really melds very well with previous thinking and reading I’ve made of Martin Buber, so I’m over the moon with this book, to be sure, it’s reallly such a breath of fresh air!
Progressive Christianity
I tend to call myself a Progressive and Liberal Christian as I think it describes me better than any other label, though labels are never quite right, as even within them there are so many variations! I enjoy the life focus that being a Christian gives me, and see this is most essentially a matter of following the way of Christ, which is basically the way of Love. My faith and beliefs have grown and changed over the years… I am in a very different place to that I was in when I first committed myself to Christ aged 18! I don’t hold onto ideas and dogma in the way that I used to, and being “right” really doesn’t come into my faith anymore. I am more concerned with the mystery and mysteries of God, and embracing the love and spirit of God with the understanding that I only see a speck of an image far beyond my rational mind! So I am certainly more of a contemplative and mystic than I used to be! It is the amazing work of the Holy Spirit to reveal what is good and true in life, and to set anyone, (and I mean, anyone, regardless of the faith they profess or don’t profess), into the liberty of being able to be fully who they are created to be.
I am probably still quite traditional in many ways too, and though I set out to have a questioning faith and open attitude, I am always challenged by how stuck in my old ways I can be! I find the process of reading and researching very helpful in all areas of my life though, and one of my favourite writers is Richard Rohr.
Reading the various writings and thinking over the content of the above website has been so very helpful to me. I think I have needed to do a fair amount of what is often called “deconstructing” my religious beliefs. Thankfully I seem to have managed to evolve in a manner which means I still retain my essential element of being centred in on following Christ, which is a great help to me in my life and helps provide a framework for much of my thinking. At the same time I also firmly believe in openness and in expanding my thinking and also embracing ideas which I haven’t come across before. It is often more helpful in life to retain an attitude of openness towards what we don’t know rather than what we do, and also to remember that the Spirit of God really does work in mysterious ways. I have gained a huge amount in being open to the wisdom and ways of other faiths and religious traditions and what I learn from them feeds into my own path in a very enriching way.
Flower Images from West Dean Gardens
Here’s a little string of flowers…In black and white. Usually we enjoy flowers in colour but taking the colour away I can appreciate the tonal variations and structure without the immediate attraction of colour. Light itself is a subject matter in its own right…the objects it bounces off do a great job of making it interesting!
The Motherhood of God
I need a sense of the Motherhood of God at this time of my life far more than I have previously felt before. I think I have always needed it, but just accepted the metaphor of God as mainly male without recognising that by letting the male metaphor dominate my thinking, I was surpressing something I really need as a woman. Something of affirmation for who I am and how I am which is transformational.
Its not totally new to me. Way back in 2007 I had an opening of mind and thought on many aspects of how I conceived God to be. This process is part of the Christian way I believe, if it’s healthy. A readiness to have changes of heart and mind. Readiness to let go of structures of many kinds which don’t serve the purposes of the liberating Holy Spirit of God.
At that time, I realised God could very reasonably be conceived of as being gay. What I mean by this is that God’s love wasn’t just expressed in deep heterosexual emotional, spiritual and physical connections, but in all types of relations to others in Love. It felt radical and even a bit shocking to me at that time, though now not surprising at all. There’s a whole story behind it, which was a complete blessing to me, but I want to stay on track with exploring my Motherhood/Sisterhood/Feminine Divine focus.
First though…
Why is God so Male? (and is he he?)
Even the Trinity is traditionally framed as male. However, I do recall some commentary I read in the past on the Holy Spirit being “she” and therefore ascribing a feminine metaphorical nature on that person of the Trinity. Still, even so, the “Father” aspect seems the dominant metaphor. Intentional or not, the Father person of the Trinity seems to come across as being the one with the most authority and therefore importance, even if it’s not technically meant to be that way.
PS.. Basically… The “trinity” model of God is just that.. Its a model and the virtue of it to my mind is that it’s all about relationship. That God is relational and so undefined in a singular sense, but that the dynamic of Love is the life breath of “one” who is, yet is also not limited, to being one.. This is what I find helpful about the concept of Trinity and why I still use it in my own thinking. (There are loads of ideas about how we can think about God using this model. Ultimately God is beyond concepts.)
Back to the idea of a male God…
The maleness which dominates our conceptions of God may be a positive for many people, but for me, (and others) the majority of male impact on my life has been so destructive for so many years that a feminine metaphorical model of Trinity is more healing. It is also more effective in bringing a felt sense of the Love of God into my life. God is experienced more fully and deeply as feminine. There is more intimacy and connection. This is healing in the fullest sense. It doesn’t mean one has to reject the male conceptions… It does redress an imbalance though… Our world really needs a greater awareness of the feminine divine, I believe.
Few other thoughts…
I’m not a Catholic, so forgive me the simplicity on what follows; I’m sure there’s a lot more to it than I’m aware of…!
In the Catholic tradition, Mary in her many expressions, including the “mother of God” particularly, brings the feminine to new prominence, but with some less helpful aspects too… female authority needs realisation in practical forms, expressed in earthly and bodily ways, ie, female priests etc. It is sad, but true, that formal religious structures of many types are indeed, repressive.
“If we are to live with our feet on the ground, in touch with reality, we must help one another accept the fact that we who are Christian are heirs to a body-despising, woman-fearing, sexually repressive religious tradition. If we are continue as members of the Church we must challenge and transform it at the root. ” Carter Heyward
Within the Protestant tradition, which I am more familiar with, (evangelical and charismatic churches in the 80’s) some folk I came across viewed the Catholic conceptions of Mary as even being somewhat evil, and though in some respects and situations women were given more freedom to minister in certain ways, the bottom line was that males were superior in authority. I think nowadays that maybe the horror directed towards Mary was a rejection of the femine divine big time, and actually rooted in sexist misogynistic ideas! This is the general impression I am left with now, at least. There was also a big dislike of accepting the mysterious and unknowable nature of God. Things had to be very black and white.
I was brought up in the Baptist Church and the one I first worshipped in as a child was led by a woman, the Reverend Sister Edna Black. I’m still tremendously grateful to her as she was a truly wonderful example who I realise still inspires me in my identity both as a woman and a Christian. She was a strong and independent woman of faith who knew Christ and expressed the divine feminine in many ways. I have a lot to thank her for… She was a true source of strength for me in my childhood.
St. Thérèse of Lisieux wrote of God’s tender, motherly love. searched for the Lord, “wanting to know, O my God, what You would do to the very little one who answered Your call, I continued my search and this is what I discovered: ‘As one whom a mother caresses, so will I comfort you; you shall be carried at the breasts, and upon the knees they shall caress you.’ Ah! never did words more tender and more melodious come to give joy to my soul.”
For those of you reading this blog mainly due to your interest in my visual artworking, my philosophical and theological reflections are an intrinsic part of my artworking. I find the relationships between my thoughts, feelings and spirituality very much inform any creative output and keeping track of developments and changes in my perspectives is a very useful tool for discerning future directions in artworking. These meandering streams flow into the same river which shapes so many aspects of what it is about life I love so much.
I am very grateful for my mind. I am very grateful for the mysterious and all surpassing work of the Holy Spirit in my life. I am very grateful for a deeper sense of connection with God I’ve developed over the many years of seeking to have an open heart to being changed and transformed in many respects.
Beautiful Sunshine
I’m very focused on making the most of any good paint drying weather we get. The image above shows some of the collage elements I’ve been playing with today. It’s a small but valuable part of my painting process as if this part is done in a mindful and prayerful way, I get many interesting ideas about themes I may like to explore in future paintings. With nothing to think about but the paint and how it and I am responding, you wouldn’t believe the variety of possibilities which open up materially either… It is the most orgasmic thing ever!
I had a little play with words too, as I needed to retreat into the shade of the house after a few hours…
In this studio without walls
I play in relations
It’s instinct
Singing with the birds
Breathing
in the air
I like it
Now I’m too hot
So into the house
May be a better place
To be me for a while
I won’t bother with punctuation
In this poem
The birds do that better
They don’t confine space
They don’t need the security
Of closing anything in
Maybe I don’t need it either?
Jenny Meehan 22nd June 2023
Last but not least… A random selection of my visual art:
Ok
That’s Enough digital art print by jenny meehan
Cezanne Painting
This is dated c 1867 – 70 and it’s pencil, watercolour and gouache on paper. The title “Woman Diving Into Water” was given to it by Félix Fénéon. I’ve picked it to share today as its a lesser known painting by Cezanne, and I particularly like his approach and use of the selected mediums. It’s not large, at just under 13cm square. It’s a reminder to me that things really don’t need to be big on size to he important and significant. As I’m swimming a lot in the sea, lakes and rivers the subject matter is particularly appealing too!
It’s “Byee” from me til next time.
Here’s a continous line drawing of mine to finish this Journal entry off.
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Ivon Hitchens
Winter time is the best time ever for looking at books for me, and one of my favourites is my book on Ivon Hitchens. The work of Ivon Hitchens was introduced to me way back in 2010 by John T Freeman on a course at West Dean College. It made a big impression on me, mainly because it put the idea of poetry and painting together in my mind. I prefer his earlier paintings, and I especially like the Terwick Mill paintings, one of which I show you below.
The period around Christmas is when I tend to do a lot of reading and get rather over excited about ordering books to read! Thankfully there are a lot of free books available via the local library and various apps! Audio books are even better, as boring things like cleaning and sorting out can be carried out at the same time! I’m dipping into “Fat is a Feminist Issue” by Susie Orbach at the moment. It’s interesting for me to increase awareness of how I tend to stuff down my emotions if I get the chance. She has lots of very interesting things to say about women and our relationship with food.
One little morsel to cherish ” The roots of compulsive eating in women stem from women’s position in society – she feeds everyone else, but her needs are personally illegitimate. Food, therefore, can become a way to try to give to herself. “
Quoted from “Fat is a Feminist Issue” by Susie Orbach
If I eat books, I think I will be Okay!
I have been true to habit of flitting from book to book, but it seems to work for me. I blame scrolling on the internet. I have got so used to it I tend to do it with all the kinds of reading I do. That’s one really big advantage of listening to audio books. I keep on track for longer!
Psyche, Body, Spirit…Unbound
Here is my recent mosaic…
I still need to remove a few bits of grout but I’m posting up here while fresh in my mind.
Mosaic is not my main medium, for I am more of a painter-poet, but I need to paint in my garden mostly, as I don’t have a dedicated studio space. I do have a studio tent I constructed and that is good for many things, but it is still rather too cold and wet right now. In the Summer I can paint in the garden so space is not a problem then.
It’s kind of odd, this mosaic, in a quite interesting way. I like it when I make things which confuse me initially. Maybe that is the source of the peculiar expression! An online dictionary tells me that:
“A frown (also known as a scowl) is a facial expression in which the eyebrows are brought together, and the forehead is wrinkled, usually indicating displeasure, sadness or worry, or less often confusion or concentration.”
I was keen to create something with a surreal feel and also which contained a human face. A human face made of blocks of stone was bound to be interesting, I suppose. I like to ask friends how my work speaks to them because I always learn a lot from doing so. One friend very insightfully picked up on the sense of a journey, the presence of water, and that the face was an onlooker to the scene. Also that one leg was under the water and the other on top of the water. I can’t remember all her words, but they added a lot of depth to my own responses.
The mosaic, I realised, (as I was making it!), was part of my poem (which I wrote within the same time period) “The Mummy and the Pyramid. I started the mosaic ages ago in September and I didn’t have much of an idea of its meanings for me in any clear sense. Broadly, it was centred around self-realisation and self-actualisation. We know things at different levels. This is why contemplation and dwelling on things without rushing ahead is so valuable. This is probably why I have a passion for art and poetry. They do ground me! They help me to not avoid my emotions but rather to encounter them. So a good process.
I do love the way that when you are creating artistically, (if you allow yourself to be carried along in a stream of consciousness – not quite knowing what an earth you are doing, but allowing oneself to engage with it anyway) there’s such a mysterious yet rich area for thoughts and feelings to emerge and to listen to. I found the lengthy process of mosaic making helpful. It is so much longer than that of a painting; well, in its actual execution at least. My paintings do often have a dormant period where ideas are still in gestation! And a lot of thinking goes on then. But as I said, I did find there is something particularly grounding in mosaic making. Being forced to stay with something singular for so long is not my usual style. For my often flighty mind and ever changing focus, this is no bad discipline to develop.
So with the extended time spent working on one thing when I usually work on at least three, plus each session of mosaic making being at regular intervals (just as therapy is!) I think this gave me a lot of time for reflection and contemplation as the mosaic unfolded. In this manner, the poem came from the mosaic and the mosaic came from the poem. As the ideas for motifs to use in the mosaic came to mind in their own good time, and I floundered about with respect to a title, I then utilised the mosaic imagery into the poem, which in turn, kindly gave the mosaic it’s title! It was a good combo!
I am sure that, mostly, with mosaic making it is best to know what you are doing and have a set idea clear in your mind at the outset, but I am not used to working that way. Unless I have been painting for others (commissioned to produce something), I prefer to wander around in the dark in a piecemeal fashion, and so I am keeping that approach. This is very possible with small mosaics at least, though not so possible with large ones! It is the case however that composition is everything (well, not everything…but if the underlying structure isn’t there, (however random that may seem) the visual art struggles to stand on its own two feet in my mind. There is nothing like a nice sturdy composition!
Alongside this, though, there is also a great excitement and liberty in a complete loss of structure – in fluidity and flexibility – in possibilities which cannot be seen or predicted. In mystery. It is the interplay between structure and disarray – the tension – which creates a paradox. Paradoxes tend to be rich with depth and discovery, if we can bear to hold ourselves in the space between too apparent opposites.
I have, true to form, meandered!
You can hear the poem which interacts with the mosaic here, as I have put it up on my YouTube channel:
The poem also relates a little bit to an earlier poem (God has Helped/January 2022) in the respect that the earlier one had a resurrection theme to it. As here in this part:
“The memory box
This unsealed tomb
strung in curses of defiant
protection?
Evil, elemental
spirits
bound a bandaged
menace
refusing carriage to the other world?”
from “God Has Helped” by Jenny Meehan ©2022
You can listen to the whole poem here on my YouTube Channel as I created a video poem version at the end of last year https://youtu.be/WIZ1MHpLSSQ
I was dwelling on “God has Helped” and asking myself questions about it when I wrote “The Mummy and the Pyramid”. The Egyptian theme has been in my mind for a while because I spent a lot of time cutting out many Egyptian stencil motifs to use in my artwork at the beginning of the pandemic in 2020. I have always liked the paintings and motifs I have come across when looking at images of Egyptian wall paintings. Art Deco also draws inspiration from the art and architecture of ancient Egypt, and it’s my favourite decorative style of art!
A little bit of context needs to be kept in mind, for it was during the 1920’s when the Art Deco style emerged, and so its not hard to see how Egypt held a particular allure for artists and designers. The discovery of the tomb of the boy pharaoh Tutankhamun in November 1922 sparked a massive amount of popular interest. Generic Egyptian imagery began to be seen all over the place.
The flat, geometric, highly patterned, yet also narrative, visual combinations found in Egyptian wall paintings, plus the context of being inside a tomb, was such a pull when thinking about aspects of myself which have been repressed and/or suppressed, but which continually surface. To my mind, there is so much of any person which is like a mummy… Bound, yet ready for release and new life – if we grant it the grace and acceptance to allow it to live. I was thinking about sexuality, but this can be true for any aspect of the self I think.
For me to work on a pictorial piece of art, rather than my more frequent abstract paintings, has been a refreshing change. I think having the mosaic understood as part of something else, in this case a poem, feels very good to me as it has some context. A lack of specific context with a pictorial piece of art is a necessary yet uncomfortable situation I feel.. So there is comfort in its placement in my poem!
There is reference in the poem to “mortar and stone pieces” and while I was thinking primarily of a wall, I quite liked the hint towards the process of making a mosaic which I do think was in my mind when I wrote it. As I was reflecting on my mosaic and asking myself what on earth it could be saying to me I identified its three main symbolic elements as being body, mind and spirit, and this is how it came to then enter into the poem so fittingly.
I am quite relieved that the mosaic has a place in the poem because there is no place for it in the house it seems! I will find a good place for it soon I hope. It is hard when there is not much space! Guess I need to do a bit of a New Year sort out!
PS: I have an even older poem, which I wrote in the early years of my psychoanalytic psychotherapy, around 2012 “A Poem to my Therapist” which uses an Egyptian theme, so I am going to dig that one up as soon as I can find it and make a video poem of that too.
Guinness 0.0% Alcohol Free Draught Stout
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As someone who doesn’t drink alcohol (not since 2010!) I can say my very best Christmas (or was it Birthday? – as so close together I always get muddled!) present was this alcohol free Guinness! Hooray! Well, who would have guessed ten years ago this would have been possible! I’ve been meaning to try it out for ages and I won’t look back now!
Before my alcohol use became more accurately described as “alcohol use disorder” I used to drink just beer and stout. (until my thirties!) I only later started drinking wine. This means that it is wine which is the drink I associate with over drinking, so I’m finding the alcohol free Guinness not presenting any issues for me in terms of being a pull towards alcohol. Not everyone who chooses sobriety can take the alcohol free beer option but for me it’s a total win win!
It makes so much difference to have plenty of choice when you don’t consume alcohol. I have tried a few other alcohol free beers and lagers too. My favourite so far is the Lidl one. Lidl “Perlenbacher 0.0” is not too sweet and really inexpensive too!
Wine
Well, as I’m on the subject of drinking, (which seems to be a topic on many people’s minds, based on the frequency of it coming up in sauna conversations at my local leisure centre!) I might as well move onto wine.
I do take communion wine in church as it is part of The Eucharist. In fact, I have found that because it is consumed in this context, it is more meaningful to me. The reason for this, is that this is the only place I take some wine. The term “Eucharist” originates from the Greek word eucharistia, meaning thanksgiving. And when I take the wine in that context it resonates very deeply for me in it’s associations with the blood of Christ. It is a simple symbolic ritual for me which helps me to recognise the reality of Christ’s life blood in me.
This very positive recognition of faithful love is a blessing to me. Instead of me drinking wine in a destructive way – consuming a substance in order to anaesthetise my pain, which is what I used to do – I drink the wine to honour Christ’s love and sacrifice. In this symbolic ritual I partake in Christ’s life giving love in a metaphorical sense. That it is metaphorical does not devalue it to my way of thinking, (though there are many different approaches to the matter and disagreements about this!).
It’s a small part of a much bigger picture. Partaking in the life of Christ is an experience which goes far beyond the altar and into every realm of life and experience if we let it do so. I rather like Richard Rohr’s words:
“Eucharist is presence encountering presence — mutuality, vulnerability.”
( from “Eucharist as Touchstone” )
With this thought in mind, and very much inspired by a recorded poetry reading by Judy Grahn on YouTube, I’ve written this poem! “I Paint You”. It is the partner piece for my painting “The Ruined Woman” (Which is in turn part of a Trilogy (Exhibit 1: “The ruined woman” (a painting – poem) Exhibit Two: “Venus de Milo” (sculpture and also video “Artefact/Artifact” ) and Exhibit Three: “Violence Vigil – Watch and Pray”.(short film)
Here’s a low res image of “The Ruined Woman”
I Paint You
Turn
turn to
face the future
yes
you
are wine
woman.
There is wine
Your beaker
blood promises
not death
but life
Your beaker is not empty.
Turn, turn –
Face
the future –
Build
Speak
Weave
Know
you are old and young in one.
You are not alone.
No one
taints you
scars you
mars you
stop you
drops you
Empathy is the water
that moves and spreads you
Empathy formed with
a nerve
of steel
Am I not
soft and tender?
My fine form comes
from my centre.
It is a hurricane.
May be
protestations for blood spilt
without evidence.
Am I not
an error
.No.
Written by © Jenny Meehan 2023
Slowly: a plainsong from an older woman to a younger woman Poem by Judy Grahn can be read here among other places:
https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/slowly-a-plainsong-from-an-older-woman-to-a-younger-woman/
(I hope if permission granted to post it here too if possible)
But even better than that, you can listen to it on YouTube now! Also, the YouTube video is an old recording of Judy Grahn reading her poem herself, which is clearly the best way to receive any poem (from the lips of the person who writes it) . The recording of Judy Grahn reading her poem is also different to the text I’ve found online as it is much longer. It may be she edited it down later? I do this a lot and I’m sure many other writers do. Indeed, as all artists with our work, we tend to reflect and refine with the passage of time. I do like the spoken word version best though.
The link to Judy Grahn reading “Slowly: a plainsong from an older woman to a younger woman” is here:
It’s simply amazing to listen to… A total inspiration, and I know I’ll be looking through the Poetry Foundation’s Archives a lot this year. It is also possible to see the full recording via the Poetry Foundation. Here is more information here in the text included in the Poetry Foundation website:
“The Poetry Center presents Judy Grahn and Diane Wakoski, appearing at the San Francisco Museum of Art, each reading from new work on a program of women poets organized by The Poetry Center and introduced by director Kathleen Fraser. Grahn reads from a long prose work in progress, and from the She, Who poems. The latter at the time is noted as being prepared for publication with the Women’s Press Collective, which was located in the basement of A Woman’s Place Bookstore, on Broadway in Oakland. Wakoski reads three works in manuscript, a poetic essay followed by two longer poems, from her yet to be published book, Virtuoso Music for Two and Four Hands (Doubleday, 1975).
Note: the original event also included a third poet, Grace Harwood, video for whom is unavailable.”
The recording of “Slowly – A Plain Song from an Older Woman to a Younger Woman,” on YouTube was the last poem Judy Grahn read at the event. This was a poem she described as “having to do with the two kinds of women that there are: older ones, and younger ones. She made heavy use of “feminine rhymes,” which Webster’s dictionary notes are not listed in the dictionary, as these two-syllable rhymes are “trivial and used only for humor.”
I took a brief look but couldn’t find it (the dictionary quote) online however I have no doubt that’s its there. I did find this, as I was interested in the grammar of “Am I not”
I like very much the use of “Am I not” in Judy Grahn’s poem, so I used it in my poem too. It’s rather formal and detached I think. I see from the dictionary it’s far from “Ain’t I”! (I can remember using that expression on my youth, but have dropped it and acquired more of a Surrey accent, along with traces of South London! Ain’t I posh! 😂)
Another thing I noticed and liked very much is the way question marks are not used with “Am I not”. A certainty underlies the question. It makes it bold and brave. Going against traditional grammar rules is something I could consider, and this includes punctuation. This is why I end with “.no.”
I have read many poems over the years with non standard grammar and/or punctuation, but recently I tried hard to use it more conventionally. This is helpful for other people reading, but for me as I move more into speaking out aloud my own work more I think it could be a bit restricting so I need to reconsider how much it matters. I struggled at school with reading, writing, spelling and grammar and though I wasn’t quite in the “lowest” group for such things (though I did feature in the remedial reading group at Infant School I am proud to say!) I was below average.
You should never underrate a good teacher though. My English teacher at secondary school was both tough and faith-full. She believed for the best and as when I exited Twickenham Country Girls School, though wasting a lot of it, I could carry an A in English Language and a B in English Literature, which was pretty amazing bearing in mind the circumstances of my life at that time! Being beaten up by the gang of girls I hung out with in the fifth year was bad, but suddenly I had nothing to distract me and I realised I needed to come out of school with something to show for it.
Thinking on steel takes me right back to many happy times in the forge at West Dean College. I took part in several blacksmithing courses. As well as working with steel, I also experimented with other metals, such as copper and aluminium on a couple of courses led by Mike Savage.
That quick trip down memory lane reminds me that I really need to work on getting back to that size this year I think. Though keeping “Fat is a Feminist Issue” in my mind at the same time, of course!
Shortcomings
“Shortcomings, both real and imagined, when deeply seen and accepted, are an important part of the transformative process of learning to let go. If we do not let go of the need to be perfect, our need to be perfect will get in our way. Likewise, if we do not let go of our fear of failing, our fear of failing will get in the way. But as we learn to let go of the need to be perfect and the fear of failure, the intimate, earthy stuff of being a vulnerable, loving human being begins to shine through. In an ongoing process of learning to let go we bear witness to the great truth that the master limps. The mastery of life is intermingled with the ongoing weaknesses and limitations that gives life its rich and many layered texture and meaning.”
Copyright © 2013 Dr. James Finley
Thanks to Dr. James Finley for permission to quote in this Jenny Meehan Contemporary Artist’s Journal.
“the intimate, earthy stuff of being a vulnerable, loving human being begins to shine through.”
I need to read that again!
And importantly the “learning to let go”. This is not something we find easy in life! We want control. We want to know.
I attended a “Silence in the City” Retreat Day led by Dr James Finley many years ago and it gave me plenty of food for thought. It was called Transforming Trauma: Exploring the Healing Power of Spirituality (A one day healing retreat) and was described as being
A one day retreat devoted to exploring the healing power of spirituality. The day’s reflections will focus on seven traumas or wounds to which we are all subject as human beings and then go to explore methods of meditation and other steps we can take to help ourselves and others heal from each of these seven wounds. The emphasis will be on the lifelong process of learning to be a healing presence in the midst of the world. Time will be given for brief periods of silent group meditation and discussion of the themes presented. Those in ministry, in the healing professions, trauma survivors and all who are interested in exploring healing power of spirituality in their own life and in today’s world will benefit from this day of prayerful reflection.
It was VERY good. I’m rather partial to a retreat day on a regular basis. I find it very helpful!
Over the years I have attended many similar type events and also many retreat days in various places, including the Mount Street Jesuit Centre in London.
Photographic Images from my Archive
I have lots of images of metal and wood, but here is a selection of some wood ones. Both the outside of trees, with the wonderful variation of bark, and the inside, which is revealed in objects such as fence panels and anything else made of wood, is always very visually inspiring to me. It is the flow of the lines which runs with fluidity, even in and on the solid wood, which captures my eye and leads me to press the shutter, even for the most mundane of objects. Things of interest and beauty are so easily overlooked, but the camera does help to isolate things in a way which draws the attention to them, which can be helpful. These images are the snap shots which help me remember the sights which beckoned to me, at different times of my life.
It has to be said that one of the unexpected benefits feeling very downcast and low in spirit, can be that one’s eyes fall naturally to the ground more often than most, and there, if one is willing, it is possible to find a treasure trove of images which might be missed otherwise. This is not to trivialise the problems, or the pain, but I have realised for myself, that it was in my darkest days (I would place this period as being between 2007 and 2011) that I took most of my “under the waist” level images, many of the ground, and many which focused on fixings, outbuildings and structures of many kinds, and various boundaries, ie, walls, fences, and barriers.
I found a heart on the outside of the willow tree at Broom Road Recreation Ground, which I visited with my own children. Broom Road Recreation Ground, Trowlock Way, Teddington, TW119QY, was the park I was taken to as a child ( was brought up in Teddington, Middlesex.) It looks as if, where the branch was cut off, the heart then formed.
The three images above were taken in my local area, Chessington, as I ferried the children to and from school when they were younger.
The two images above were taken at West Dean College during one of the short courses I attended there.
Design and Artists Copyright Society DACS
Please note that the visual art on this online journal is the fruit of a lot of labour. It may not be used without permission. The same goes for any of my own writing, poems, and also, if included on this blog, the work of other artists is indeed their work. Permission needs to be requested from the relevant artists before use is made of it, even when that use is non-commercial.
So, having made that clear…
Do you need a licence to use one of my images?
I’m a member of the Design and Artists Copyright Society, (DACS) and my digital images are licensable via DACS.
Please contact me in the first instance with your enquiry. I’m flexible about fees, which are based on the industry standard, but negotiable. NOTE :All fees cited by the Design and Artists Copyright Society are proposed; not set in stone; and depending on circumstances, budgets, the nature of your project etc I can be flexible.
To get an idea of the industry standard fees for an image licence take a look at the Design and Artists Copyright Society Information page:
https://www.dacs.org.uk/licensing-works
The Design and Artists Copyright Society is an informative website and a good introduction to the process of licensing an art image for anyone seeking an image to use who is not familiar with the process, what information is needed, etc.
I am also happy to help you personally though as well, and have an extremely large archive of digital art images so do feel free to contact me directly and give me an idea of your project, intended use, and requirements.
Remember..
DACS will automatically propose a licensing fee in line with the industry standard. However, please note, this is a negotiable fee. I am happy to be flexible about the initial fee proposed, and it’s not a problem if the initially proposed fee is outside your budget.
It works like this…
Administration of the licensing process is facilitated through the Design and Artists Copyright Society (DACS), who liaise between us with respect to the exact fee agreed. Depending on circumstances and the nature of your project, I can usually offer fee reductions for a certain percentage of licensing arrangements.
If you decide you want to use their online form, then you need to attach the low resolution image of my artwork which you have found on the internet, they will know which image you seek permission for.
As I’ve said, you can also contact me informally, in the first instance if you wish to, of course. Any formal arrangements will need to be made through the Designer and Artists’ Copyright Society, but I can often offer the opportunity to alter images, for example, putting in different aspect ratios or colourways, so it’s really helpful to communicate with designers and clients first with respect to the actual image required.
So, feel free to contact me. I will also be able to let you know the maximum size the digital image is available at. If you then wish to licence the artwork image, you would then contact the Design and Artist Copyright Society to arrange the licencing agreement according to your requirements. Once paid and agreed, I then supply the high resolution image directly to you.
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March 2021 Lock down Contemplations – – Remembering Nasty Women Art UK – Redbubble Promo –
March 10, 2021
Art Journal March 2021 post by Jenny Meehan
Lockdown Contemplations.
It’s different. I like time on my own and I am finding the situation with less distractions and dates in the diary very good for art working. I was struck by the words of Chris Chapman, a wise man who was my spiritual director a few years back, as he introduces a retreat series at St Augustine’s College of Theology:
“And yet the experience of lockdown does hold surprising echoes of a retreat. Our well-worn routines have been left behind. We have ventured – or been pushed – into unknown territory. Our customary diversions no longer apply. As with a retreat we have moved into a place where we are more open to meet who we are and what we fear and what we long for. We are more vulnerable and, with this perhaps, more consciously alive. Among those fundamental questions many of us are facing are ones of identity: ‘Who are you, God, and who am I? Where are you God amidst the changes I am experiencing? What are you inviting me to be or do? Where have we gone wrong in the past? How will we live in the future? We are also – I believe – aware of the need of deeper rooting in God to help us survive – even grow through – this long, long season of uncertainty.”
Yes; Resonating in particular: “we are more open to meet who we are and what we fear and what we long for.”
Direction wise this is very good, and I am finding it bringing more clarity for me with regard to focus, which is very good for me, as I tend to have somewhat of an exploding brain kind of mind I think. Great for ideas, and great as an artist, but not so great for focus. He continues:
“A retreat at home is different. We do not leave behind work, family and four familiar walls. In one sense the experience is less intense and focused: there are more calls on our time than listening to God. And yet, a retreat at home is where we are: it reflects our reality. It also helps us welcome God into all the corners of our everyday existence. Here too is holy ground, if only our eyes are open to recognise this.”
This is so true… And I still have my Christmas banner hanging up! I have decided to keep it there all year. The area around it seems to have transformed itself into a focus for prayer, with lights and candles. It’s a bit altar like. Both myself and my husband haven’t been inside a church building for ages. Having our home altar is very conducive to prayer. I think I have been in prayer more than I did when we didn’t have the banner there.
Lockdown Restrictions
On the less so lovely side, the restrictions are a pain. Just not used to having my freedoms curtailed I guess.
Yeah, so the next image on show is a padlock. I am feeling a bit restricted here in the UK Coronavirus Lockdown. Restrictions. They are felt. But needs must.
The activity I am missing most of all is swimming. I swim at least twice a week normally, and now I have to wait until mid April! This is the hardest thing for me, and though I enjoy walking and yoga, and exercise generally, there is nothing quite like swimming and being in the water! I am also feeling a bit restricted space wise, as I cannot work in the garden with anything but gardening right now. I’ve done a bit of painting, of course, but have been focusing on my poetry a fair bit. Plus reviewing work in progress. This is time well spent. I have my coronavirus vaccine booked in for the end of March, so that’s a date for the diary! There are not that many dates for the diary, so when something does come up it’s always an event!
Black and White
This time of year always brings me to a place creatively where I consider light and darkness, black and white, tones and mark making rather than colour.
What I focus on creatively is very much dictated by the seasons and what’s happening in nature around me I’ve come to realise.
The low light and bare branches of trees… It may be their strong influence. I also always go and see the society of wood engravers exhibition at the bankside for my yearly dose of black and white wood cutting/printing. Just online this time around. Not quite as enjoyable, but I still get to see the wonderful work on instagram which is something at least.
©Jenny Meehan
This is a section of one of my #photographic studies titled “vision”. Its one of many images exploring light on surfaces, in this case a copper sculpture I made at West Dean College. (It’s a section, and a low resolution image only.) I spend quite a lot of time with photography, which I use as a looking, thinking and remembering tool. It’s very good for studying light and shadow. Over the years I have taken many images, often of my own sculptures or objects of interest, and mostly with the objective of simply exploring light on their different surfaces.
Nasty Women Art UK project
Back in 2017 I took part in a fund raising venture geared towards helping my sisters. It involved an art sale, but not all the art was sold. I submitted a small print of my work “Woman and Home”
Info on “Woman and Home”. Digital Art (2014)
…Memories from women’s magazines on what my life can be. Apparently.
But it cannot. The words are a prison. In this image the words hang like some kind of rigid screen across the face. The distance and separation between me and what I am told by women’s magazines I can have and I can be, is clear.
Having experienced violence in the past brings an awareness of the disconnect between the outside image of what I might be and the reality of what is/was.
I like to utilise the imagery which has struck me as having come from somewhere deep within my own experience, unexpected. The original photographic image (a self portrait) I used in creating this work was taken around 2008, at a time when the adverse effects of my various past traumas were tightly packed inside me, affecting my life by causing pressure; still very much under the surface.
I chose to use this image again in a digital collage because in re-creating it into a new artwork, I was both testifying to the impact of my own traumatic experiences of violence and it’s effects, while also recognising that the passage of time has brought change and progress: Re creation.
Though the work still has an ambiguous quality to it… Which I like.
Maybe there is a better future there? … The words are there after all… The typeface is chunky, but transparent. It may be permeable. It may be fragile, and I may be strong… Able to define myself from the inside out.
This artwork has a necessary tension within it in my interpretation.
You can see my donated work and others which are still available for sale here:
http://www.nastywomenuk.com/art-works.html
It looks like it was a one off project rather than an ongoing one, but it was very successful, raising over £7,500 in aid of the End Violence Against Women Coalition, a collective between women’s support services, NGOs, researchers and activists to end violence against women and girls in all forms.
A bit about the Nasty Women Art UK project, quoted from the website:
“Nasty Women UK is part of a Global Art Movement founded in New York in January 2017 in reaction to the growing misogyny and rampant intolerance towards marginal social groups that has become ubiquitous in the media as well as in government. The name ‘Nasty Women’ comes from a comment Donald Trump made about Hillary Clinton, interrupting her during a televised debate to mutter the insult into his microphone. The term was instantly reclaimed by thousands of women across social media, and has since become a rallying call for those who stand for gender equality and equity.
Here in the UK, we too have seen countless examples of sexism and bigotry. From the ‘Legs-it’ tabloid headline following Brexit talks between Theresa May and Nicola Sturgeon to bosses forcing female staff to wear high heels to work or the Conservative government partnering up with the anti-abortion, anti-LGBTQ DUP party, hatred and intolerance have been on the rise and civil rights that generations of men and women have campaigned for are being threatened. This is a pivotal time in politics, culture and our country’s history. This is a time to stand up and be counted, to speak out against intolerance in all its forms and to amplify the voices of those that go unheard. This is the time to proclaim that you too are a ‘Nasty Woman’ and create powerful, positive identities.
The first historic Nasty Women event was held in New York, USA on 12-15th Jan 2017. It was started by Roxanne Jackson and Jessamyn Fiore with a facebook post that read:Hello female artists/curators! Lets organize a NASTY WOMEN group show!!! Who’s interested???”
Link to the Nasty Women website:
http://www.nastywomenuk.com/press.html
Quote from Co-director and curator Antonia Kimbell
‘The common and inclusive language of art unites people giving them a platform for self-expression. Our exhibition aims to inspire and provoke whilst providing a platform for discussion on gender equality and equity, as well as being a celebration of the diverse talents and skills of women.’
The Nasty Women Art UK event took place over the weekend of
22-24 September 2017 at
Stour Space, 7 Roach Road, Hackney Wick, E3 2PA
All works were on sale, with prices ranging from £5 to £500 – all proceeds went to End Violence Against Women, a collective between women’s support services, NGOs, researchers and activists to end violence against women and girls in all forms.
in 2013, I wrote this poem:
Violence
is the blinding light which brings
darkness
wipes the words from my lips
removes all trace
of speech
yet tells me to be quiet, and so keeps me from
recalling
the sound of myself.
Violence
Is the blinding light which brings
Complete darkness
Takes the words from my
Open lips
Removes all trace
Of speech
Yet tells me to be quiet,
But I am recalling the sound of myself, that you may see.
Jenny Meehan 2013
Art Prints to Buy from Redbubble
If you want to buy a print of anything you see here, please contact me via the contact page on my art journal and I can make it available to you via redbubble.
I don’t put all my work up there routinely, but if I get specific requests I can arrange to upload to the site so you can buy it as an unsigned print.
I may also have a very limited number of signed prints myself, (or be able to arrange to print one and sign it personally for you) if you want a custom made and signed by the artist art print. This is a more expensive
option.
I like Redbubble!
Redbubble is an online print on demand marketplace, making excellent quality products of many kinds, including masks, and wall decor. They are a business entity themselves. Redbubble is what is called a “print on demand site”. This means Redbubble take the largest proportion of any sales made on there, because its Redbubble who fulfil the order. Redbubble sort out the manufacture, packaging, payment, customer service etc. The buyer buys the product from Redbubble. However, for an artist like myself who doesn’t want to spend ages producing products and prints, but likes to focus on creating, it’s a really great way of enabling people to access my art in a safe, affordable, and customer friendly way.
I know from conversations I have had with art collectors and art lovers that buying work directly from artists can be a bit of a step of faith. They often have many things which they feel unsure about. For example, if it’s Okay to ask for a price reduction for a piece of artwork, or how they should go about approaching an artist or making a Studio visit to view an artwork. It’s very easy to take the process for granted and not realise that it may be intimidating at worst, or just uncomfortable, for many art lovers and collectors.
It’s also very true, I know this myself, that not everyone is bothered about exclusivity. It is very true that the world is full of amazing, collectable artworks from brilliant artists, of very many kinds, who are immensely productive and produce very collectable artworks. (PS “collectable artworks” are those which RESONATE WITH YOU and add to your LIFE STORY and interests in an EDIFYING way.) For those who want to collect original art…paintings, drawings, sculptures etc…I have plenty of original artwork to collect. Just contact me via the contact form, make a studio visit, or visit me at Kingston Artists’ Open Studios (when that resumes!)
I also have “unique prints”. Let me clarify. These are often monotypes, or similar kinds of prints which are original in themselves in that I don’t try and create editions with them, in the traditional sense of the word, but instead I treat them as an original artwork in themselves, which would include variations and additions of many kinds. I like that. It’s more interesting!
I also produce, though not in any great number (indeed, up to now about 5 has been the maximum) signed and numbered photographs. These, again, are not editions, but rather digital artworks and/or photographic prints which sometimes people commission or at other times I am just making for an exhibition, creative experiment, or myself. These “numbered and signed” prints are few and far between, and so if you are an art lover or collector who wants more than the open edition unsigned art prints available to buy via Redbubble, then this is possibly an avenue to go down.
It is the case that the so called “Art World” is very, very small in the universe of art. I am glad about this and glad for avenues such as redbubble, which mean that the doors to accessing my work are much bigger, wider, and open, than me keeping a narrow view and artificially restricting my artworks to only those art lovers and art collectors who have the financial means to pay more for their visual art. Why exclude? When the possible audience to receive your artwork is so wide, and vast? Why assume that money equals value? This is an outdated and unpleasant way to see the world. It’s too restrictive. It’s mean. Money is important and Value is important too. We need them. Money can express value. But when it comes to art… Maybe art is freer than this? Maybe the so called “Art World” can be it’s own worse enemy if it becomes more about opinions regarding art based on desirability? A desirability which is not centred in the individual, themselves and their life…what may help them have a greater richness and depth in their life… but on some kind of investment purpose? We must invest in OURSELVES with art. There must be love, over other considerations like how much the object cost. Meander over.
Back to Redbubble!
Most of the artwork I have selected to put up on my redbubble artists profiles( I have two, jennyjimjams and JennyMeehan) belongs to the strand of my creative practice concerned with geometric abstraction, and in this area of my art working I am interested in flat colour abstract images, often with diffused edges, plus a few other series, for example my “Keim Galaxies” and some collections with a modernist Art Deco vibe. It helps to keep the selection of artwork on such sites fairly uniform… it just looks tidier, but as said, if you see anything else on here which you like just let me know and I can put it on the site for a short time so you are able to order it.
Jenny Meehan: How to buy my art prints online safely, easily, and affordably.
https://www.redbubble.com/people/jennyjimjams
This is my main Artist’s page on the print-on-demand site redbubble.
While primarily a fine artist, a big part of my creative ethos is that my work is as inclusive and accessible as possible, hence using a print-on-demand site to share the love !
Social Media
With the Coronavirus Pandemic there have been benefits to me as an artist, even though its sad not to have any actual physical art exhibitions. It’s made me think more about using social media, and I am now using that far more. It is wonderful to see other peoples artworks and photographs too. I have found with judicious use it is a good thing. It is very tempting to spend more time on twitter, instagram, etc than initially intended though! Here’s a couple of screen shots from my instagram account.
I have two instagram accounts; jennymeehan_jennymeehan is the one which I tend to prioritize sharing a bit more of a “fine art” strand. (Not that I embrace the artificial distinction between fine and applied art, mind you! To my thinking, the imagination is just as useful as a cup!)
My Favourite Selfie from Last Year
As I am missing my studio tent… For it is far too cold, still, to work in a tent in the UK for any length of time at least… I have fondly reminisced on last year in the studio tent. I worked really hard to make it as warm as possible. To achieve this I used horticultural fleece which is a lovely material and worked very well. You can see it in the background of this image.
I quite like giving my selfies a title, and “Necessity is Mother of Invention” is just right for this. For lack of indoor space, and need of an art studio, was certainly necessity, and the mother of my studio tent. I work in my studio tent when the weather permits. The sound of birds, and the sight of snails is very helpful to me! At other times I work in different rooms in the house, on floors, beds, tables, and in the garden.
Its a strange experience seeing more people working from home now. I’ve not been able to fund a studio space for more than a month, but I’m not unhappy about this, though its sometimes inconvenient not to have more room. I’m a great believer in “necessity is the mother of invention” and my work patterns and focus vary as the months of the year go by, due to the restrictions, which has served me well. At this time we need to adapt to the restrictions, believing that good can come out of them. Sometimes the best things come unexpected out of circumstances we wouldn’t expect.
Reusable Masks for Deaf, deaf, and Hard of Hearing People to buy online via Redbubble
I continue to add the occasional new design to my rather extensive collection of face masks on redbubble. There are now well over 200 options for people who are deaf, Deaf, Hard of Hearing or anyone else who relies on lipreading or needing to see someone’s face for communication needs. I am surprised how much I have got into these designs!
I started creating designs for the reusable face masks sold by redbubble (a print on demand website) way back last year, and found my interest just grew and grew. It is interesting to think about the flat design and how it can change when translated into a product. I really enjoy the process. I like sculpture very much indeed, so maybe its the novelty of not just working two dimensionally I enjoy?
I have had some good and very helpful feedback. It makes me very happy to know I can put my art and design into action in such a positive way. I will always be a painter first and foremost. Yet I think it is very important for any artist to think “out the box” as much as possible, and if that thinking can help another human being at a difficult time then it’s worth “pushing the boat out” to put it into action. (oooooh, I do love an idiom!)
Because this art journal is such a meandering discourse, I have now created a page with more information and focus on my communication prompt masks, stickers, and badges, etc with a bit more about this Coronavirus Pandemic deaf awareness project. I really need to sort out my “Very Patient Knee Replacement Story” too, I feel. Just not enough time in the days I find! (Deaf/deaf HardofHearing page coming soon… In progress!)
I’ve designed 200 + options #deaf #Deaf #lipreading #lipreaders #hardofhearing #hearingloss etc facemasks! Can’t quite believe it! But with digital technology it’s quite straightforward, and I do feel passionately about it.
It’s my coronavirus pandemic creative art project. I needed to have one. And I wanted it to be useful to other people.
Redbubble manufacture and fulfil the orders, and offer worldwide delivery and excellent quality and service. I buy things from them myself, and I have always been very pleased with the products and service.
As well as my deaf awareness range, printed on masks, badges, stickers and more, and consisting of over 200 different designs, I have many other fashionable and decorative, face covers here on my artist profile at Redbubble, plus beautiful interior decoration designs for home and office.
If you like to double up your facemask the unfitted Redbubble masks, as show above, work really well over a disposable mask if you only want the deaf awareness communication prompt for specific situations. I’ve stuck to showing the unfitted reusable facecoverings available to buy online at Redbubble, but they do also have a range of fitted masks though they are rather more expensive.
I hope they are helpful and do please give your feedback for this coronavirus pandemic creative project as I’ve been working hard and feel passionate about it being a useful resource.
https://www.redbubble.com/people/jennymeehan
https://www.redbubble.com/people/jennyjimjams
Jenny Meehan/jennyjimjams are both Redbubble artist portfolios belonging to me.
February Abstract Painting
Well, in another push towards order, I have decided to ensure I complete one painting each month. The way I work means that I have loads of paintings “in progress” which I leave, return to, and contemplate on for some considerable time usually. Though I am going through the months with these paintings, I am not trying to make them have particular resonance with the changing seasons, though I am sure some elements may seep in. My painting is very emotion and instinct led, and I like to work freely, unless I am producing something in response to a particular brief or project specification.
Well, that’s it for now. Not very long and meandering this time. Roll on more of Spring, and the end of Lockdown I hope.