This one was unfortunately destroyed in a fire but I plan on doing a re-imagining of it. I did this painting after a particularly horrendous year, shortly after the death of my mother. The figure is in a constant state of torment, an infection creeping along the ground is slowly getting closer to him. In the sand he drawing a mobius symbol, representing his unending torment. I included a detail shot of the mouth to show the nails through the tongue, representative of choking on grief.
Welcome to my art blog
A self-taught artist, I have always been drawn towards the macabre. Born a twin on Christmas Eve 1964 in Montreal, my twin died several months after birth. This became a large influence in my creative process; isolation, detachment, duality, haunted visions coming from this astral being that I am forever tethered to.Art has always been my way to process and filter what I come across, what I am subjected to, or what I subject myself to each day; a way for me to exorcise the demons on my shoulder. The paintings are empathic, often inspired by the individual’s strength in the face of their own weakness. The common thread in all of my works is survival of self.If a viewer is made uncomfortable by my work, then I have done my job as an artist. I have touched something within them that they are not comfortable with. I want to elicit a visceral response but maintain a sense of the absurd, creating works that are both intensely horrifically personal and humourous.
I am inspired by artists that have celebrated the grotesque: Hieronymus Bosch, Joe Coleman, Otto Dix and George Grosz.
This blog is a progression of my work, works in progress, random thoughts etc. You can join me on Facebook or view a gallery of my work on Flickr at:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/27952465@N05/
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Your f(r)iend,
Grant Cunningham
Thursday, November 19, 2009
"2006"
This one was unfortunately destroyed in a fire but I plan on doing a re-imagining of it. I did this painting after a particularly horrendous year, shortly after the death of my mother. The figure is in a constant state of torment, an infection creeping along the ground is slowly getting closer to him. In the sand he drawing a mobius symbol, representing his unending torment. I included a detail shot of the mouth to show the nails through the tongue, representative of choking on grief.
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