Tuesday, 8 November 2011

New Adventures in Printmaking

One of the more interesting sides of studying here at UNM has been learning about Printmaking. One of my classes here is called "Introduction to Printmaking", and is about as broad an introduction as one could hope for, covering Relief (lino), Intaglio, Collagraph, Litho and Monoprint.

At first, I was kinda worried - mostly because I'd never really had to create work directly with my hands. Anything I'd made at GSA had been primarily photographic, and the photographic way of working is something that I am very comfortable and confident with. Even though I knew I could draw to a fairly basic standard, I was a lot less confident with how my fairly rudimentary skills would stand up in a university-level environment.

Aside from the matter of technical skill, the other big challenge was taking a very different approach to the creative side of generating ideas for work. As a photographer, my approach generally involves thinking of some sort of reasonable subject matter that might suit my needs and how to go about photographing it. I am more or less restricted to depicting objects that exist in some physical form in the real world. With drawing, the possibilities are far less limited, and this has been difficult for me to deal with. All of a sudden, the range of potential subject matter is extended from what I can depict, to what I should depict.

The only minor restrictions placed on my subject matter were those placed by the project briefs, and of course, trying to pick something that would work well specific to the particular print method being taught at the time.

I was relatively content with how my course had been progressing, and how I'd managed to cope with these new challenges. To an extent, I'd played it relatively safe with my prints, still sticking with what could probably be described as a very photographic way of seeing. Given my low initial confidence, just "coping" with the course and not making anything too terrible had satisfied me to a pretty decent degree, and I really wasn't too worried about the grades. I was most surprised when after the mid-term portfolio submission, that for the four projects handed in, I'd got three A's and a B+.

As any art student will tell you, grades are always a bit of a weird thing to get for something where there really are no absolute right or wrong answers as there might be in a maths exam. It was strange getting A's for what I would've only called a competent performance, especially coming from GSA, where A grades seem much harder to come by.

All this leads me to my current situation, beginning in the early stages of learning about lithography. I'd recently read a post on Jim Hamlyn's blog (one of my tutors at GSA) about taking risks in order to improve performance. In Jim's post, he mentions a tennis-playing friend - she would always win the games, but believed that her playing partner was the better player, because he would attempt more bold and risky playing techniques. In effect, I've been feeling a lot like the consistent player - getting the good grades, but without necessarily pushing myself as hard as I should.

So what should happen? Well, today I'd decided on the subject matter for my litho print, had made some preliminary sketches in my sketchbook, and was all ready to make what I thought would be a great print. I'd decided to break away from my standard photographic way of seeing, and tried something a bit different. Of course, when I got my drawing done on the aluminium plate, it was clear to me (and most of the people who saw it) that it was pretty much a load of crap.

Luckily, I'd managed to realise that my image was rubbish before committing to processing the plate and making any prints. I now have a couple of choices as far as I see it - 1) Just carry on and print the crap image anyway 2a) Clear the plate and go back to something more familiar and comfortable or 2b) Clear the plate and try something else risky. Option 1 would take the least effort - I wouldn't have to spend much time, but I know I'd be dissatisfied personally, and I'd likely get a poor grade too. Option 2a would require a bit of effort (cleaning the plate is a bit of a tricky process), and although I wouldn't have to push myself creatively, I know I'd be able to pull off a good grade at the end of it. Option 2b is the hardest option - not only do I have to go through the long-winded technical process of cleaning the plate and re-drawing an image, I also have to take a big risk creatively. Should I make a mess of my second drawing, I won't have time to clean the plate and start again - I'll be left in the situation like option 1 where I have a work that I'm dissatisfied with and will likely get a poor grade for, but also having expended a whole lot more time and effort in the process of failing.

Of course, should option 2b work out, I'll be in the ideal situation, having created a good work that I'll be happy with, and got me a decent grade to go with it. The question now is whether or not I have the confidence to go ahead with this gamble. Certainly, form is not on my side at the moment, but then maybe making another failed work isn't such a bad thing, so long as I manage to fail in a new way and learn something from it!

Monday, 31 October 2011

Annual Blog Post

Well, it's been a year and 15 days (probably 16 by the time I finish writing) since my last blog post. It's not like anybody ever reads it anyway I don't think - most of the feedback seems to be from spambots posting nice comments about where I can source some cut-price viagra.

So, to catch up, this time last year I would've been in the early stages of second year. Second year was a bit crap for various reasons, and I finished up feeling a bit dissatisfied with where I'd ended up, artistically at least. By the end of it, I was really glad to be getting out of GSA for a while, since I'd be going on exchange to the University of New Mexico in the US. I did my usual summer stint at the bike shop, and by mid-August, I found myself in Albuquerque.

Albuquerque is quite a lot warmer than Scotland, though you probably didn't need me to tell you that, right? I got some mental sunburn, especially cycling around trying to find flats spread all across a very expansive city. Eventually, after dodging a few real dumps, I found myself (concidentally) in exactly the same flat that Theresa and Chris from Glasgow had stayed in the year before. The nearest Ikea is all the way up in Denver, so Walmart had to provide the furniture.

The only thing that was kinda worrying me was my class schedule. I'd been advised to take 200-level courses, roughly equivalent to second year at uni. The problem was that there were only two 200-level photography courses, and I hadn't been able to get on early and register for them due to a computer system error, so they were full by the time I got there. Luckily, I managed to beg a spare place on one of them, so I ended up with a timetable consisting of Digital Imaging Techniques, Intro to Printmaking, Modern Art History and History of Photography.

While there are many things I find confusing, bewildering or just plain annoying about the way the American educational system works, perhaps the biggest and most noticeable difference has been that of the workload compared to that of GSA. I find myself with a very frustrating mix - there's a lot more work to do, in terms of volume, but very little of it is particularly challenging.

Admittedly, my printmaking class is pretty challenging, but I put this down to the fact that I've never really had to create decent artworks without the aid of a camera before, and having to rely purely on my clumsy hands leaves me somewhat limited.

My big worry is that I'm going to be somewhat left behind as a photographer when I return to Glasgow. I've been hearing all about the really interesting stuff that people back home have been up to, and all I've been doing is photoshopping daft pictures of penguins looking at abandoned shopping trolleys (I scored a perfect 100% for that assignment by the way).

What I have been doing is trying to keep my own little personal side project on the go, shooting a LOT of Polaroid snapshots as I go along. I guess there's no deeper meaning to these, but they are really good fun (when my camera isn't deciding to spontaneously destroy itself) and definitely go a long way towards trying to keep me at least reasonably sane.