“Lunatic Fringe”

Featuring 20th century influential French writer Louis-Ferdinand Céline. Conte and pastel on newspaper.

“The plain truth, I may as well admit it, is that I’ve never been really right in the head.”

― Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night

Lunatic Fringe

“Lunatic Fringe”

“San Francisco”

Latest newspaper portrait featuring Bobby Seale.  We’re back to a Michel Foucault connection with this current work and the previous piece “Why Suffer?”. Foucault has been featured previously in “Foucault”, “Power Play” and “Space for Lease” in my 2014 Paintings and Drawings . In Brady Thomas Heiner’s ‘Foucault and the Black Panthers’ (City, 2008) the article traces the evolution of Foucault’s later writing on biopower and the disciplinary society on his encounters with the Black Panther struggles. Heiner asks why Foucault committed ‘epistemic violence’ by not acknowledging the Black Panthers as an inspiration for his conceptual framework.

Enjoy!

K.M.

 

San Francisco

“San Francisco”

 

 

“Models Needed”

As Frantz Fanon concluded in his book “Les Damnés de la Terre”, “Yet it is very true that we need a model, and that we want blueprints and examples”. Notice also the advertisement for medical marijuana by his left eye – now considered a treatment for leukaemia, the disease that killed him.

K.M.

Models Needed

“Models Needed”

“Crossroads Bar”

Latest newsprint portrait featuring Captain Trips on a recycled Coast newspaper. See more at http://www.kimmilanart.wordpress.com.

from “Girl at the Crossroads Bar” sung by

Jerry Garcia

Well I went inside and sat me down
Ordered sweet red wine and drank it down
She came and sat beside me there
With the dark brown eyes and the red, red hair

I told her that I loved her true
Anything you want, I could surely do
She said a man like you won’t get too far
With a girl like me from the crossroads bar

Enjoy!

K.M.

Crossroads Bar

“Crossroads Bar”

 

“Foucault” reworked

Some of you have asked for more colour. I decided to rework my oil pastel “Foucault” into a slightly expressionist oil painting. It’s only newspaper after all. I’ll use this as a preliminary painting for a much larger piece on canvas. See more at http://www.kimmilanart.wordpress.com. Stay tuned for more.

Enjoy!
K.M.

"Foucault" - reworked

“Foucault” – reworked

More on “Space for Lease”

Some background on the pairing of the Foucault portrait to this piece of newsprint. See excerpt below translated from “Des Espaces Autres” (translation: “Of other Spaces”)

“In any case I believe that the anxiety of our era has to do fundamentally with space, no doubt a great deal more than with time.” — Michel Foucault

From: Architecture /Mouvement/ Continuité
October, 1984;(“Des Espace Autres,” March 1967
Translated from the French by Jay Miskowiec)

Space for Lease

“Space for Lease”

“Power Play”

Newspaper upcycling work featuring Michel Foucault for all kinds of reasons. Not intentional when I started the drawing however the placement of the iron gates in his eyes hearken to his thoughts on the Panopticon. See more at http://www.kimmilanart.wordpress.com.

Enjoy!
K.M.

Power Play

“Power Play”

Power Play close up

“Power Play” close up

More on “Between Life and Death”

At close observation you can see the title of this drawing in the newspaper text by the subject’s left ear lobe. Another narrative gift in the text of the newsprint is the word “Brain” that you see through the left lens of his glasses. The right brain which controls our left side (including our left eye) is non verbal and in touch with our unconscious identity. This is why the left eye is considered by many to be the window to the soul and the indicator of the hidden, unmasked true self.
K.M.

Between Life and Death

“Between Life and Death”

“Au clair de la lune”

Here’s a close up section of a new graphite portrait “Au clair de la lune”. Check my “2014 Paintings and Drawings” page under “Image Gallery” to see full portrait.

Inspired by an 18th century French folk song by unknown artist. Last verse of the song with translation:
Au clair de la lune,
On n’y voit qu’un peu.
On chercha la plume,
On chercha du feu.
En cherchant d’la sorte,
Je n’sais c’qu’on trouva ;
Mais je sais qu’la porte
Sur eux se ferma

By the light of the moon
One could barely see
The pen was looked for
The light was looked for
With all that looking
I don’t know what was found
But I do know that the door
Was shut behind them.

Enjoy!
K.M.

"Au clair de la lune" close up

“Au clair de la lune” close up