I’m finding myself rather mute during this political season in the U.S. I think I’ve grown tired of the hype in the presidential elections. I have a friend who says simply that to really change anything politically in the U.S. one must start first at home in ones own community, ones own city, ones own county and finally in ones own state. What happens at the national level is so complicated by party politics, compromise and even corruption that nothing you hear will be true. Most of it is just hype to get elected. I agree that little happens from the top down.
My friend has another question that always follows this suggestion. Do you know whom the candidates are who are running for school board, city council, and state representative in your district or governor? Do you know who is running for Sates Attorney General, Clerk of courts or who will be on the committee at the state level to fund or defund your local arts council?
I’ve heard a lot of people complaining about those who believe in the other political party. They always say things like I can’t believe those people actually think that way and much worse. Funny thing is when people are not thinking politics they do pretty much the same things, make pretty much the same decisions and mistakes in life affected little by their political beliefs. Most people in this country are nearer the middle than the extremes yet we have been so polarized by campaign promises and slogan and mud all designed to get you to vote for one party or the other. I’m guilty of some of these things myself…well and so is my friend whose wisdom I’m speaking of. We all are. We must remember that most of our political beliefs are just that…beliefs, theories, faith in something we were taught or think we’ve come to realize in our lives as a truth. The problem with truths are that they are so often defined by our limited point of view.
No one is going to convince a Democrat or a Republican to vote for the other party. Too late for that. Too many decisions have already lead them to their beliefs. So don’t waste your breath trying to convince and convert. Art that becomes propaganda does the same thing. Very little art that has political content converts anyone. Art may support the beliefs of those who believe the same thing and that may be worth the effort. But the funny thing about art is that it can be read from both sides and interpreted to mean things other than intended. Personally I like work that cuts both ways and speaks to many points of view.
So if you are a U. S. citizen I encourage you to vote. But between now and election day do make some effort to do some research on the candidates in your vicinity. Know who they are and what they stand for. Then, if you find one or another who stands for the things you believe in vote for them rather than just pulling a party lever behind the curtain. Make an informed decision and change things on the local level.
Eventually it will have an impact at the national level. And be aware of those issues that will affect you as an artist. Bring these issues before your local congress and other authorities. Write letters, send e-mails. And pay attention to the way things are written…the devil is in the details.
Created by Walter King On 09/25/08 At 08:38 AM

Although I have already done so in previous blogs usually I would prefer not to talk about my paintings, because the meaning that I attach to them is then transformed over time in the eyes of the spectator, into the thoughts of those who imagine something that the painter has not conceived, but which is still a perfectly legitimate way of interpreting the painting. Despite this, since I have recently spent a good deal of time reconstructing the meaning of my work (a reasonable task you will probably agree for an artist who will be eighty very soon) in this blog I will describe how almost twenty years ago I came to create a group of paintings (reproduced here alongside the blog) which I consider quite significant to understanding not only how my own work but also how a painting is born and how from this others may unexpectedly come into being.
In 1992, or the years before, there was the implosion of the Soviet Union and the end of hope for an ideology that had affected the whole first half of this century and a conspicuous portion of the second half. Many people had believed in this ideology, the first great socialist revolution of the world. This idea of revolution was common place, the home of the thoughts, justice, and ideas that a great revolution promises. However, we know that all revolutions are unfortunately destined to be betrayed and, in the end, lead to corruption, fear and abandonment by the very people who had believed in them. And then I imagined a painting in red like the red flag of Communism, where the star is still visible, but everything is smashed and distorted. To create this painting I examined the painting of De Kooning in depth, because it seemed to me that, through those broken and continuous structures, I could more profoundly express the significance of this crisis. A man in the foreground, like a black silhouette, is leaving with a pair of suitcases, and the title is perhaps an indication to help understand the meaning.
Going where? I immediately made another painting in this cycle still concerned with the same problem: Going where? Goodbye to the red house which also has writing going across the top of the house, in almost Cyrillic characters. Here, too, a man with suitcases is leaving this house, which is, perhaps, the house of his hopes and dreams. Then the subject became dilated and no longer concerned the fall, the implosion of Communism, but the destiny of man. So then, immediately afterwards, or, in some cases, even before this painting, I painted green paintings with men in a landscape or looking down from a terrace, and who seem to be lost in contemplation, all entitled Going where?, almost as though Man is in a critical, temporary situation and is searching for an identity inside a labyrinth, represented in this case by the natural world. This could have been a great moment, a problem set out before modern Man that he has to resolve, but as to how, that is a mystery.
Then I made a very large painting, two meters by two meters thirty-five, entitled The game, more fantastic, or rather, more mysterious, in which I borrowed from Cézanne the silhouette of the two card players, while on the right a man looks as if he wants to know how this game is going to end. It is a red painting which, even if the characters’ silhouettes were not so clear, could be exhibited just for its background, almost like an abstract painting.



