The Jackson I’m referring to is the veritable Jackson Pollock. He was the man for the straight line. Yes, as you may well remember, his art embraced the ordered linear, the repeatable, oft parallel line and geometrical shapes so needed to to drive out the inner chaos overtaking the modern mind.
What??? I hear you screech! JP ordered? JP linear? JP parallel? No… Jackson Pollock’s art depicts none of those delectable characteristics. His art is spontaneous… random. Maybe not random. I think he planned the process but gave his mind full control over his hands and even body when he was working on a piece. Just think… how totally liberating it must be to pioneer art the way he did!
Why the jammy jamming? I reckon the easiest way to explain how to mimic a Pollock is to spoon out a large dollop of strawberry jam from the tub… then flick the spoonful onto a large white dinner plate. Flick with force… then flick again… with less force. Take other textured jams… other colours… oh damn… I’ve just given myself a few fresh ideas!
I’m in awe of Jackson Pollock… occasionally I try to get something vaguely resembling organised chaos onto a canvas or two. Yes, the images are of my latest attempt…