I keep going back into this figure. Adding and subtracting. I have now reworked the face, the neck, the hands, the figure’s right arm and parts of the jacket. A little bit of the jeans, as well…
#space #spaceart #quantamphysics #quantammechanics #entanglement #vibe #contemporaryart #painting #art #contemporarypainting #worksonpaper #paintingsmakeawall #lovelansing #coloredpencils #spraypaint #stencils #yoursilentface #nationaldaughtersday #process
Spacetime, What? (Vibe), detail
After going back into the image within this painting many, many times, I finally arrived at a point where I was satisfied with the clothes/pose, and thought I was satisfied with the face (albeit masked). But the face wasn’t working for me. It was close, but if I was being honest with myself, it didn’t give me joy. It just wasn’t quite right, for me. There were a couple of aspects about it that I did not like. But unfortunately, I had gone into it so many times that I was beginning to stress the paper more than I wanted to. I began to worry about ruining the surface of the paper.
A couple of friends gave me some good feedback—the final piece of advice being, Get yourself a can of Coke and chill.
I literally went across the street and bought a case of Coca-Cola. It was late afternoon. I wanted to go back into the painting, but I was too high strung. I knew that I would ruin it.
Today, I took it out into the driveway, where there was plenty of sunlight. Then I went back into the image and gently worked on it. Photos of the image can help you figure out just what exactly is the problem, so I took a lot of photos, and slowly, I realized what I needed to do.
I feel a lot better about this painting, now.
#space #spaceart #quantamphysics #quantammechanics #entanglement #vibe #contemporaryart #painting #art #contemporarypainting #worksonpaper #paintingsmakeawall #lovelansing
Spacetime, What? (Vibe), 2021
Spacetime, What? (Vibe), detail
This new painting is a continuation of The Sublime series—a continuation of my preoccupation and fascination with theories and writings on quantum physics (combined with my thoughts about the future). It seems to me that we need to be advancing and evolving inward and outward in equal measures, meaning that we need to investigate the virtual just as much as the real, the infinite just as much the finite, the possibilities just as much as what we know. Time. Space. Perception.
Hope you enjoy this new piece.
#space #spaceart #quantamphysics #quantammechanics #entanglement #vibe #contemporaryart #painting #art #contemporarypainting #worksonpaper #paintingsmakeawall #lovelansing
Spacetime, What? (Vibe), 2021
On this day in 1978, a certain British post-punk band performed a certain song live on Granada TV. In Your Silent Face, Stuart Page spends a lot of intellectual and emotional energy analyzing this particular band and its now infamous lead singer. The band and lead singer were important to Stuart. Both spoke to eighteen-year-old Stuart like no other band. The song which aired on Granada TV was Stuart’s favorite song.
Pass on my gritty 80s coming-of-age novel, which is set in Flint, Michigan, today to somebody who loves Joy Division.
#JoyDivision #IanCurtis #Shadowplay #YourSilentFace #YourSilentFacetheNovel #YourSilentFaceTimLane #80s #80smusic #postpunk #NewWave #Flint #Manchester #NewOrder #UnknownPleasures #Closer #lovelansing
After finishing the floral background, this piece stalled for two months, if not longer. I could not decide where I wanted to go. When I finally figured it out, I dove back in, and it really felt good to be deep in process. Lately, I have really enjoyed working with colored pencils. Unfortunately, I tore the surface of the paper while pulling up some painters tape. I tried to roll with it, but the relationship with the painting was over. Sometimes I am able to incorporate similar issues into a painting, but in this case, it didn’t work. I couldn’t get past tearing the paper, and I wasn’t satisfied after pushing it further. However, I decided to post a capture. I will be returning to this image, me thinks. This piece is 30x22.
#contemporaryart #painting #coloredpencils #mixedmedia #worksonpaper #aimeemann #whataboutlove #tiltuesday #yoursilentface #quantammechanics #quantamphysics #space #spaceart #80smusic #GenX #yoursilentfacetimlane #yoursilentfacethenovel
The amazing Aimee Mann had a birthday on September 8th. Happy birthday, Aimee Mann! In my 80s coming-of-age novel, Your Silent Face, Stuart Page spends some time in a record shop thinking about Mann and the haunting song, “Coming Up Close.” The song ties into his overall feelings during his coming-of-age experience. If you haven’t read YSF, which is now available in paperback, you can check out the reviews on Amazon or at Kirkus Reviews.
Also available at the Amazon Kindle shop, or at the Apple Book Store.
There is also a companion playlist on Spotify! Link below.
#aimeemann #tiltuesday #80s #newwave #postpunk #GenX #yoursilentface #yoursilentfacethenovel #yoursilentfacetimlane #kirkusreviews
Did you know that I have four slim volumes of poetry available at my website? These are digital products. Two of the collections are free. Build your digital poetry library today with some of my work!
#poetry #lovelansing #contemporaryart #yoursilentfacetimlane #contemporarypoetry #genx #poetryislife #poetrycommunity #poets #poetsandwriters
The Personal Poems is a correspondence between two poets (Tom Bourguignon and myself) stretching from 2005 to 2006. The title of the collection is a nod to both Frank O’Hara and Ted Berrigan, in that order. In 1959, FOH wrote a poem entitled “Personal Poem.” After Ted Berrigan moved to NYC in the early 60s, he became friends with O’Hara and wrote his own FOH-inspired poems (Personal Poem, Personal Poem #2, Personal Poem #7, Personal Poem #9).
If you are not familiar with FOH’s poetry, it is worth mentioning that the immediacy of his poems is a well-known signature of his work. The immediacy of Berrigan’s “takes” on O’Hara’s style is equally seductive and engaging.
Tom and I realized that “Personal Poem” by FOH and Berrigan’s later poems were a great model for a correspondence—for a manuscript with an epistolary format. The idea of keeping in touch through poems that adopted a letter-writing flavor allowed us to experiment and generate a fair number of poems.
Tom was in NYC; I was in Lansing, Michigan. He was going to school, and separated from his love by distance. I was an aspiring artist, raising kids and holding down part-time work.
It was an enjoyable, productive collaboration.
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Personal poem, Sep. 25, 2005, eight forty-three
at night, in the Staten Island Ferry terminal, waiting
for the nine-thirty ferry home. My fiancée
hit the ignore button on her cell when I called,
and as I sit here wondering why I continue
to write
the poem of my day which, in this moment,
consists in pigeons wandering through the terminal,
but the floors are mopped & waxed & there’s no food
for them, I think my mind is mopped &
waxed, too, & as for what I should do about it
I’m not too certain. Being a thousand miles from
Gail is too much—my mind is tired from keeping
myself busy so I won’t realize how lonely I am & how
miserable I am without her around.
Little things creep
up, tomorrow’s reading, that worries me; teaching
Tuesday at the hospital; getting my poem revised &
my Old English done. Do things get done in the
world, anymore? I think, the older I get, the
less I get done per day. I guess I hope I live
a long time—
____
Sunday, September 11th, 2005, we get up
& take the kids downtown for a brunch that
doesn’t suck, or so I lie to myself after
Sheila returns an omelet laced with hair,
such a brave girl, sincere, much braver
than I, who would’ve left it untouched
& paid full price
Outside the sky blue & above us inspires
the windows of buildings which’ve seen
brighter Sundays after football games
during which the home fans tore up
the turf, we must get back to passion
like that, to supreme hatred or effluent
love, forgetting what day it is amidst
discussions of corporate greed with an
eleven-year-old & I still haven’t made it
back to New York, undiscovered &
hungry
Pure Pop was released in 2007 by the wonderful folks at Revelator Press. Here it is in its original format! You can still find other downloadable titles at revelatorpress.blogspot.com.
“Pure Pop is just that—a little bit of Coke, a little bit of homage to the Pops of the New York School, and a lot of heart. Tim Lane’s gracefully fluent lyrics are celebratory, immediate, full of feeling, and full of life. Without falling into sloppy sentimentality or clunky derivation, Lane conjures his own world while stealing fire from the masters.”
Lisa Jarnot / author of Black Dog Songs and Ring of Fire and more
Pure Pop delivers all of the delicious, unmitigated pleasure implied in its title. Tim Lane’s poems, jubilant and experientially engaged, prove that joy too is serious stuff.
“WTF” is a long poem that I began writing in the spring of 2008, and finished late spring 2009. It is modeled after Ted Berrigan and Anne Waldman's collaborative poem, "Memorial Day."
”WTF” fell short of its intended scope primarily because I had to take a six month hiatus halfway through it for medical reasons. At one point, finishing the poem seemed out of the question.
I will note that I was inspired and excited about the undertaking of this project, but I do feel that circumstances definitely affected and altered the final third of the poem.
Nonetheless, I believe it is one of my most significant writings.
The poem was finally performed at a house party that Maggie and Ben Stritz Calnin hosted specifically for the reading of the poem. The performance involved costume props and a slide show, facilitated by Angela Vasquez-Giroux (who unknowingly collaborated on the poem).
I will always be grateful to Boog who designed, printed and provided copies of the poem (the original cover is above) for the party, which was a hell of a lot of fun.
”WTF” was originally dedicated to the following: for Sheila, Jackie, Zach...Doug Czinder...Angela...especially for Bill Butler. All of these individuals helped me get through a tough time, which in turn helped me finish the poem.
Dear Potential Reader,
Which band would you rather be in? Musical Youth or English Beat? Tough call.
XOXO,
Stuart.
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If you are on the fence about reading or recommending my 80s coming-of-age novel, Your Silent Face—narrated by 80s New Wave and post punk music-lover, Stuart Page—then this review could clarify everything.
And I mean everything.
Okay, not everything.
Dang.
Find the review here: New Review of Your Silent Face.
And many thanks to the reviewer!
#80s #80smusic #YourSilentFace #YourSilentFacetheNovel #NewWave #PostPunk #GenerationX #GenX #GenXer #Flint #comingofagenovels
This playlist is a companion to my 80s coming-of-age novel, Your Silent Face. Stuart Page is a protagonist obsessed with 80s New Wave and Ian Curtis, the lead singer of Joy Divison. All of the tunes and bands in the playlist get a mention in the novel. The novel is available on Amazon.
Total 80s, baby.
