"I think that every painter is more or less obligated to re-enact, very rapidly, the entire history of painting in his or her own development - that is to understand and pass through classicism, the 19th century, the Harlem Renaissance, impressionism, surrealism, and abstraction. Contrary to the myth of the artist as an exceptional being neither parents nor conditioning, I am persuaded that there is a precise theoretical logic in the history of painting.
"The most important dimension of painting lives in the zones of silence, emotions, and mystery created by the forms, the lines, the colors, the materials, the brushstroke, and the frailties forged by chance. No one would dare say that a painting by Rembrandt or Monet is not an accumulation of abstract passages even if there is a figure. You need simply observe the picture surface to understand the extent to which, if you isolate any given square centimeter, you are immersed in an abstract canvas."
Artist Statement of Milton Bowens
Photo of Milton Bowens from 2006 exhibition catalog
I was plodding along when a young New York artist contacted me about the stages in development of my Easter mural, "The Battle Between Carnival & Lent." He said:
"I enjoyed seeing your mind work as you showed us the stages of your work. As I invite you to view my work, I have definitely enjoyed learning of your creativitiy. - TMNK"
I went to his site and found: Nobody Was Here - A Day in the Life of an Artist
TMNK
Knowledge is King
TMNK
and
Pest Control
TMNK
and
Million Dollar Baby
I wrote to the artist who calls himself "nobody." He leaves his art all over New York City, and sells his art for as little as $16.00 on ebay.
dear tmnk
there are some painters i think you should look at:
you are not "nobody" but are somebody working within a tradition of art made by "somebodies"
Jean Philippe Arthur Dubuffet (July 31, 1901 - May 12, 1985)
Debuffet
Vampire Slayer
Jean-Michel Basquiat (American, 1960-1988)
Basquiat
Untitled, 1984
Romare Bearden, (1911-1988)
Beardon
Tomorrow I Might Be Far Away, 1966-1967
Milton Bowens; http://www.milton510.com/biography.html
Bowens
Strange Fruit, 2003
and, by a strange coincidence your shoe series is reminiscent of Andy Warhol's commercial graphic art
TMNK
Shoes
"Fetish"
Andy Warhol
Shoe Advertisement
these are your brothers in the art world, your comrades. out of all of them I would pick Romare Beardon as a teacher and mentor for you... even though he is no longer with us, his work and words and teachings live on
now get yourself to the Art Student's League, and to the public library study these artists, keep working, and stop calling yourself "nobody" you are a member of a remarkable art family
sincerely,
dgr.ptr
TMNK, or The Man Nobody Knows, will continue to call himself "Nobody" as long as he likes, and continue to leave his artworks around New York City with the tag "Nobody Was Here." He will continue to sell his art on ebay for as little as $16.00 as well.
As I looked at his work I found very strong correspondences with some very important art traditions that course like a river through art history. And I came back to that statement from Milton Bowens:
I think that every painter is more or less obligated to re-enact, very rapidly, the entire history of painting in his or her own development - that is to understand and pass through classicism, the 19th century, the Harlem Renaissance, impressionism, surrealism, and abstraction. Contrary to the myth of the artist as an exceptional being neither parents nor conditioning, I am persuaded that there is a precise theoretical logic in the history of painting
It occured to me that it is important for the artist to place himself/herself within that river that runs through us...the great traditions in art... I was sad that an artist would call himself "nobody" and sad that art is being discarded like trash on the streets of New York. His statement on ebay: "As an artist you're nobody, until somebody buys your work. Yet, I hope I have created something that somehow connects with you. Thanks for making this "Nobody" feel like a somebody. Your support and encouragement is sincerely appreciated."
Someone on the outside of the art scene might think that TMNK is terribly pathetic and self-serving in his statement. But if you look into the work of Martin Irvine [http://www.georgetown.edu/faculty/irvinem/visualarts/Institutional-theory-artworld.html Institutional Theory of Art and the Artworld] you might find that TMNK's statement is not that far out.
The artworld also provides the structure of value, prestige, and many other intangible factors that are fungible values--exchangeable for money.
What makes something an artwork is invisible: there's no "there there" outside a position in the artworld network.
What makes something an artwork is not an observable property in an artwork itself.
The work is a node in a network of forces without which it would be unrecognizable-- literally invisible
By this theory, as long as TMNK works outside the art world network his pieces remain invisible.
I really think TMNK is seriously mistaken. As an artist you are somebody, independent of how the market values you. And the work of art has intrinsic worth, regardless of the price tag, or market history. The work of art does not change in value if it is, say, given away, stored, or sold for several million. But the value of the artist in society? That's another matter, and I think TMNK makes this message clear each time he gives to the New York Streets another piece of art gone unrecognized.
What TMNK said about "Pest Control"
Black Men: As Dangerous As Deadly Mosquitos
That’s what I surmised was the thinking when Amadou Diallo, an unarmed Black man was gunned down by the New York Police in the doorway of his home. Sprayed with 41 shots.
Exterminated like a damn mosquito. The Same year, New York’s Mayor Giuliani
ordered the mass spraying of toxic chemicals to exterminate mosquitos carrying
the deadly West Nile Virus. Yet it was reported that only 2% of the mosquito
population carried the deadly virus.
I believe that it was this same
erroneous perception of Black men as all being violent, deadly, that led to
Amadou Diallo being exterminated much like those "damn mosquitos". Thus, the
inspiration for the painting "Damn Mosquitos." One of the details of the
painting, is a torn page from a legal pad affixed to the painting. On the
painting written, as though in Diallo’s own handwriting, "My name is Amadou
Diallo, I’m a human being." It is written over and over, reminiscent of
elementary school punishments (i will not talk in class, I will not talk in
class, I will not talk in class.) I am a human being.
Damn Mosquitos is
therefore, not a painting about race or racism. It’s an observation, a
discussion about humanity (or the lack thereof). You the viewer are now invited
to join that discussion. If I may, I’ll leave you with this closing
thought:
look inside me.
deep.
neither black nor white.
deep.
neither
straight nor gay.
deep. not jewish.
not christian.
not muslim.
not religious.
deep.
not a boy or a girl,
or a
mother, or a
father.
deep.
within me,
i am human.
i am just
like you
man.
TMNK:5150 - nobody did it
The late Kurt Vonnegut's statement at a 1997 exhibition of his graphic work:
"I asked many people more committed than I am to the making of pictures by hand when it was taht their art gave them the most satisfaction. When it was framed and exhibited? When it was published or sold? When it was praised by loved ones or an important critic? When? Three of those I asked were my own daughters Edith and Nanette, and my son Mark. Few I asked were world renown.
All replied without hesitation that they were most at one with the universe when making a picture in perfect solitude. All the rest was by comparison annoying balderdash. I say that, too."
And I say that, too.
