In all forms of art, I search for threads of redemption. I can find it anywhere; in movies, songs, 2D art, 3D art, and, believe it or not, Stephen King novels.
After a year of reading only SK novels I got that familiar feeling. I wanted to
make something.
I had trouble visualizing a particular antagonist in one of SK's stories. I wanted to visualize her. As I pondered this, I discovered that my next project could be fleshing out all of the most famous villains that populate King's worlds.
In fact, I could do both a "villains" and a "heroes" painting.
While I love his stories, style, dialogue, settings, conflicts, and liberal but accurate use of vulgar language (a trait which I exhibit daily), his heroes can be the major failing of his stories. They are most often middle-aged white guys with some success in a creative field (most often writing) who are inexplicably forced into crazy situations. The idea of painting a bunch of these guys bored me to no end. So I was stuck with the villains, but not to my dismay. The villains are colorful, weird, and varied; a great subject for a painting.
Strangely though, I found that spending too much time with all of these characters
was... not sure how to say it... disconcerting? disturbing? Something
like that.
As much as I LOVE SK and his weird creations and stories, I couldn't continue the project. Was I worried that negativity would get in too deep? Maybe so. The thing that I like about SK is that his stories conclude well. They almost always end with some kind of positive, return to reality, kind of ending. The good guys usually win out. But in my painting, good was not going to win. "Good" was nowhere near it.
Description: Watercolor on Paper/ Roughly 24"x18"
Setting: A Maine field with all of the most deadly, dangerous, and disgusting Stephen King villains. Positioning: Standing, sitting, or emerging from the cursed ground from the novel Pet Semetary.
Characters: All characters surround the Crimson King, sitting lazily on his candle-throne. Pennywise in spider form spins a web from the top of the King's throne to the leg of the giant six-legged beast from The Mist. Randall Flagg and his minion-selves all lean on the King's throne with a smile. Deceased Gage Creed emerges from the cursed Indian burial ground, near his dead family cat and rabid Cujo standing nearby. Rose the Hat, the Raggedy Man, many Low-Men, the Plymouth Fury named Christine, and Carrie, on fire, covered in blood, and floating in mid-air, are just a few of the others in attendance.
It would have been awesome. I got excited again from just typing the description. However, I kept asking myself the question: Why fill my mind creating the faces of evil when evil is just a news story away? The bottom line is that the painting contained too much malevolence. It contained a distorted reflection of the
real malevolence that pervades our world.
In all forms of art, I search for threads of redemption. I can find it in people's lives and stories, movies, songs, 2D art, 3D art, and, believe it or not, SK novels. But it was nowhere to be found in the ugliness that the painting would have embodied. This is why the painting had to be abandoned. I
needed redeeming value in it to sustain me throughout the process and beckon me back to look at the painting again and again. It was an exciting idea, but there were no threads of redemption running through it. Oh well, back to the drawing board...