"New needs need new techniques. And the modern artists have found new ways and new means of making their statements ... the modern painter cannot express this age, the airplane, the atom bomb, the radio, in the old forms of the Renaissance or of any other past culture." Jackson Pollock
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As once a great artist said “every time I paint I die a little." I have always said every time I plaster I die a little. Now that my hawk and trowel has been restrained by exploiters and ignorant I hate craft and love fake < I have been dying a lot lately, as I search for fight and breath and light, and starve for PASSION. I have worked on this project for 2 years now, I need life I need love I need passion this project is like a sex addict watching porn searching, searching. I need real sex and passion this book I hope gives all the passion I have lived my entire life surrounded and captured in, back to me. This world has lost its romance its color its ideas, its forward thinking skills. Awake please Awake. Searching Kevin Dwayne Blanch 10/30/10
POST-IGNORANCE My Brain
I see post –ignorance as a pure art movement in the concept of art itself, in the concept of art is culture in the concept that people are culture in the concept that inspiration, and influence are great historical artist. Like Van Gogh on Millet like Pollock’s reference to Kandinsky. Like Monet’s to the sunlight morning dawn winter fall summer spring. IT IS INFLUNCED by the invougeness of the time.
My look at culture and art there as TODAY, economic theory, popular culture, art or more reality the lack thereof art, THE MIND of seeing when others for some un-cognitive reason do not see. Everyone saw light for millenniums; everyone saw a simple line for millenniums everyone saw eclectic color for millenniums.
It is more than per say the artist, MONET saw the light, Millet saw the struggle, Van Gogh saw the line, Smithson saw the simplicity of the line, and shape against the landscape, Kandinsky saw the election of color and shape, Pollack saw the color of dynamics in motion, but much more than that they saw it decades ahead of the truth. Their minds saw fact and truth, their minds where strong enough to act upon what they understood when all others did not understand, NOT YET. They had strong backs and knew how to work. They where the purification of ambition intelligence education, smoothed with work ethic.
I visualize and have for over two decades know via my hawk and trowel , via my keyboard, via my paintbrush, via my cardboard three dollar throw away camera, via my flip video camera, via my soapbox YouTube, via my websites. As this:
· Poetic injustice to all of the world, wars without provocation, pain without a crime, love without an artistic spirit, IGNORANCE WITH A CLUB (BIG CLUB)
AS THE COUNTER WHAT I HAVE TERMED NEO-IGNORANCE is POST-IGNORANCE, I see post ignorance like this;
As a movement in pure intellectualism, in a broad intellectualism not I know art history, not I know how to draw like a camera, not I know how to interrupted, and not I know how to incorporate. But I know culture I know environments in the more exposed manor, I know economics I know geopolitics I know metaphor’s good and bad, I know struggle and what it feels like to be stolen in wealth and mind artistic and benevolent.
I have painted in this movement of mine for 20 years, I have designed in this mindset for 20 years, I have used color in this mind set for 45 years, I have written in this mind set for 20 years, I have PLASTERED IN THIS MIND SET FOR 34 YEARS 135 DAYS, IT IS GROUNDED AND GROUND INTO MY BRAIN AND HAWK AND TROWEL, and OVER USED BACK, BROKEN TWISTED SCARED, its impassioned by the 10,000 plaster jobs I have done. It is fueled by the pain of watching my father DWAYNE EDWIN BLANCH ( a pure genus of life) being loaded into a body bag, as he died with the mind of Picasso or Dali or Melville, his mind as he died on FIRE WITH SHARPNESS. A GRASS fire, killed by AMERICAN IGNORANCE, ATOMIC VETEREN DRAFTED VIA SPIT AND HATE by a competitive ugly people, Rooted in the bath of my wife and own cousin having sex, by the scar of a severed tongue and a byproduct of the mythical idealism that joy comes from the exploitation of brown people. Ground in by the crushed face and scar across my face my deformed nose and missing upper jaw bone and fake teeth, sponsored by brass knuckles, in a hail marry sucker punch by my own nephew. Who needed to rob a 75 year old widow (my pinup artist mother) alone on the ancient lake floor?
Influenced by ROBERT SMITHSON who patted me on the head and winked at me in 1970 as my father and he talked at the spiral jetty, influenced by Mariner Eccles who put his genus caring sole to all of Humanity, economic theory as all economic theory based as religion and used as a weapon. His one of compassion for others NOT AS THE PAST 30 YEARS SUMMOND BY GREED ON HATE. He lived and worked right up the road from me. Influenced by the architecture of Leslie Hodgson, art deco giant whose work I stared at and live in, and learned in, and watched my father and grandfather trade futures in cash in, suit cases of cash, in around touching me visual and taste. Influenced of the ignorance of popular opinion tearing down John Affleck , of wanting to tear down Ogden high, of tarring down the Ogden canyon rock retain walls and replaced with JERSEY BARACADES( even when my rock and plastering business BLANCH PLASTERING offered to restore it for free). Influenced by a mother who could draw like a camera, (pinups), Influenced by great teachers and living in a great cosmopolitan city as it was slowly passing away, Great teachers who loved art and exposed me to great art like the U.S. secretary of educations wife, Influenced by inherited wealth losers who had nothing to do so tried to be artists and English teachers at the high school level, who kicked me out of school. Then latter begged me to stucco their studios (which I did).
I embrace knowledge from birth I am a visual believer learn through documentary’s (P.B.S.) learn through experience (age I am 50 now). See the landscape of culture in the landscape of the place you live, in a television, in a computer screen, in a walk along the local river, in a hike to the top of Mt. Ogden, through a picnic at the spiral jetty, through a drive over Monte Cristo, trough the vase that sits on my mantel mad with the redwood of the dismantled 1904 Union pacific cause way. A heighten in the brain all of the brain not just the front and center, of the cause and effect of IGNORANCE and Freudian agenda masquerading as media. IGNORAED like the premeditated murder of my beautiful father, (My mother would say he looked like Elvis with mussels) the brown pigment of his colored eyes burned to dull gray, like the Great Salt Lake in early spring. I know ignorance; I have lived ignorance, in the pain. The MURDER OF MY FATHER, the killing of my lifelong passion BLANCH PLASTERING , fake rock fake stucco, ( e.i.f.s.) fake stone , the abuse of supply-side economics the murder of HUNDREDS OF THOUSAND Unknowing anything about drawing lines and calling them nationalist. The nonexistence of any art movement and the destruction of thinking in vogue in visual ideas,
Post ignorance is intelligent art with things and people and places and experiences, with a flip video camera always around my neck, with going from poor too rich to poor and living a starved artist experience at 50. Watching my big magnificent environmental art work 1150 south 4440 west, West Weber Utah be hammered down as the great thinker said;
"The true work of art is born from the 'artist': a mysterious, enigmatic, and mystical creation. It detaches itself from him, it acquires an autonomous life, becomes a personality, an independent subject, animated with a spiritual breath, the living subject of a real existence of being." Wassily Kandinsky
Hammered down like the ecstatic old nail in Hamlet and turned into a Orwellian piece of shit popular opinion loves,:
“The average suburbanite in the World cannot drink and drive not because it is illegal and dangerous, because they cannot find their house. They pull into a 800 house subdivision and look at their fake rock, fake stucco, ( e.i.f.s. ) their fake so called venetian plaster ( paint over sheetrock) their downloaded blueprint floor plan, their Identical automobiles made buy 100 manufactures who use the same said blue print. THEY WALK TO THE WRONG DOOR and before they can get their gun out of their sock, the wrong house owners shoot him. Then shoots his wife for sleeping with the boss @ her impoverished hourly wage job that can barely pay the daycare, (where their child becomes addicted to ridelin or A.D.D. OR whatever other lazy no interaction parenting can create, not to mention the stress of poverty.) “Me today.
I have been living the COUNTRY WESTERN version of hamlet. Barr the ending, I have told that to thousands of people, not one has a clue what I am talking about and continues to drool in the ignorant state of life they have cultivated. I put up a video on my YouTube channel right after the B.P. oil spill titled FUCK B.P. I spoke of Rachael Carson’s Environmental iconic book silent springs, I said silver springs an obvious Freudian slip; it took nearly 5000 views for anyone to spot it.
My intention is this; NOT A COMMENTARY BUT A DOCUMNETRY OF ignorance, I fully can and will show via video (YouTube) plastering (my hawk and trowel, and rock splitting sledge hammer) color (my canvases and paint brush) my education (economic theory schooled and traveled in real businesses) that we as humans live in the aggregate of ignorance unseen in the modern work. This book will alien culture inevitable reality of the embracing of ignorance as the popular opinion of a military industrial GIANT. And all its horrible and grotesque byproducts, point by point,