Showing posts with label ceramics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ceramics. Show all posts

Tuesday, 15 February 2022

Jonathan Keep 'Black Floor Pot'


‘Black Floor Pot’

75 x 68 x 80 by Jonathan Keep.

Keep is South African potter who lives and works in Suffolk in the UK. He is known for his digitally printed ceramics. Black Floor Pot is listed under the ‘analogue’ collection on Keep's website. Keep has been practising for over 30 years attending the prestigious Royal College of Art. Black Floor Pot is in ‘Breaking the Mould: New Approaches to Ceramics’ which was published in 2007, however it is not clear in the book, or on Keep's website when this piece was made. If I do find out, I will update it here.

'Black Floor Pot' work is made from clay, a sculpture of this size would need to be made from a clay body that can support uneven and asymmetrical shapes, possibly grogged stoneware. A look on Keep's Instagram page shows that most, if not all of his current work is created via digital printing. However in Breaking the Mould it states that this piece has been thrown 'When he throws his pots, he attempts to work from the inside out, intuitively finding the form of the internal shape and then creating the pot around it' (Hanaor 2007, p.172)

'Floor Pot' is a large bulbous ceramic form, dark in colour with tinges of burnt orange or brown. It appears burnished to a sheen, reflecting the light, in this picture we can see the light hitting the form from the left, highlighting the folds and swells. The shape rises from the floor widening and dividing into bubble like bulges, it is irregular and asymmetric. Reaching its widest point around midway up and then becoming slightly narrower. The top of the form is open, revealing a dark interior and a lip of uniform thickness. The height of the work means that the viewer would have to walk around the pot looking down into the empty space inside. To view the sides it would need to be seen from a distance or require the viewer to crouch down to the level of the work and tilt the head sideways, rather like talking to a child. 

The work is formed of curves having no visible straight lines, squat in its stance, a small dumpy humanoid creature curled up into a fetal position as though shielding itself. It reflects light, the surface looks sumptuous, like shiny chocolate, the form gives the impression of weight and appears fully grounded and stable, connected to the earth. The lines are smooth, flowing and curved, if we didn't know it was made from clay, it might suggest a softness. The eye follows the lines on a journey around the form with no fixed focal point or end point, each line joining on to another and sending you off round again. The effect is organic, suggesting growth and fluidity.

Colours appear monochromatic, in hues of dark brown with patches leaning more towards a dark iron orange. The colours are natural, earthy and dark. Space is occupied in a contained way, the piece folds in on itself appearing solid, until you reach the opening at the top which reveals the dark, empty interior. Light reflects off the surface in a somewhat muted way like the surface of a chestnut. The form itself creates shadows, swollen protuberances of the form block light to areas that are illuminated by the light source.

Although asymmetric, the form is balanced, the smooth surface and monochromatic colours create a feeling of harmony. The silky smooth surface and natural undulating curves evoke calm, flowing motions. The curves appear to follow their natural path as though the artist has worked intuitively and responsively with the clay. The work has an anthropomorphic quality, the proportions suggest a small child, suggesting limbs, tummy and a head. The eye is drawn initially to the rotund belly and the folds that reflect light in the centre, then off along the curved lines taking in the limb like bumps and soft swelling protuberances.

This bulbous organic form suggests growth and swelling, the dark earthy colours hint at solid volcanic rock formations. The guarded closed humanoid form tucking into itself evokes thoughts of vulnerability and fragility, at the same time the solid grounded nature of the work hints at stability, stillness and attentiveness. The work is designed to be viewed from multiple view points and as such responding to a two dimensional image with out having the chance to walk around the work experience it in three dimensions, restricts the authenticity of the response. I believe the artist wanted the work to be experienced first hand, I myself want to touch it, get a sense of the weight of it and feel the temperature of the surface.

Having only ever seen a picture of the piece, and not had the opportunity to walk around and examine the work, I acknowledge that my analysis of the work is limited. That said, I was drawn to the work that I could see in the angle presented in the image, its smooth organic surface is reassuring and familiar, the smooth warm brown surface suggesting skin and warm soft bodies. It looks ancient, timeless, of the earth, suggesting potential, like a seed or a nut, as if it might sprout and grow, eternal in someway and deeply connected to nature. Are we witnessing the evidence of a conversation on form and surface between the artist and their material? That conversation now finished and frozen in time and fired into solid, long lasting form, calm, solid and grounded.

Keep's work is refined, hours of work would have gone into throwing, building and balancing the shapes, joining them, polishing and buffing the surface to a rich sheen. The image gives the sense the work has been smoothed and waxed rather than glazed. He manipulates the materials into a form that resonates with the earth, nature, growth, bodies and skin. The folds and crevices in the clay, like those in our own bodies, the natural curves and undulating bulges lend a sense of natural order unfolding.

In relation to my own work, I am instinctively drawn to the vessel, not always being able to justify why. This is the reason I am drawn to investigate. I too see and appreciate the anthropomorphic qualities of the vessel, the foot, the belly and the neck being commonly used language to describe ceramics that have the potential to contain. In evaluating Keep's work I want to know why he chose the vessel, he doesn't appear to intend the work to be used to contain anything other than the space it enfolds, therefore it must contain meaning in order to validate it. I relation to this in Breaking the Mould it states;

'His pieces deal with the universality of emotion-the way in which an object can elicit a universal gut-reaction. It is this universality that draws him to vessel forms...using the pot as a metaphor for the human body, he creates a dialogue between the 'skin', or the exterior of the pot, and the emotional interior'

I can connect with the idea of an object creating a gut reaction having felt it myself, most memorable when viewing the work of Anish Kapoor. I felt as though I was being physically sucked into the work itself. I can't say that Keep's work created such a strong physical response, it was more a feeling of connection and familiarity of being grounded, earthed. 

The concept of the vessel as a metaphor for the human body, a 'skin' concealing an emotional interior, does work for me. The work is reminiscent of a small child, crouched protectively on the ground, suggesting a vulnerable interior to be protected. Whilst the exterior form has solidity, its colour is consistent and rich, it appears rooted to it's spot, suggesting the 'skin' or exterior is stronger than that which it cautiously holds within. This is justification for having the containing vessel shape, it is a metaphor that has been used many times in ceramic art. certainly one that I have used myself in my own work. I wonder if this reading of the vessel it obvious, tired and over used? Or is it in fact synonymous with the very nature of the vessel, inseparable and unavoidable? If so does this association limit or constrain the ways in which ceramics that take the form of a vessel can be read? 

In exploring this work I feel I have deepened my understanding of the vessel in ceramics, but have also uncovered many more questions. I hope I will have the time in the future to deepen my knowledge and investigate further.



New Designs

I am currently designing some new pots using curved forms, slip decoration, sgraffito and inlay of contrasting and harmonious colours. Below are some of the pots and plates I have been working on. I have been developing my skills in using the sgraffito technique and will continue to do so during my one day a week at home, making in my kitchen (not so glamorous, I know).  It will be slow, but hopefully consistent. After many years of refining my forms in my vessels, I feel happy with the shapes. It is the surface decoration that I have not been able to pin down, and that is where I find myself in my ceramics journey at this time. Trying to pin stuff down.

I am also toying with the idea of developing discourse on ceramics, by talking about it more here on this blog. My reasons for doing this? To increase my knowledge of ceramics and the history of ceramics and to talk about ceramics in the context of art. I am not a writer, at all. But I am very interested in learning more. This idea is embryonic, as in, I just thought of it this afternoon. And it is half term, so I have time to think about these things because I am not teaching Art & Design four days a week. SO maybe nothing will come of this idea. My four year old son just stomped in and is urgently requesting to know what I am doing, whilst peering through a kaleidoscope at my computer screen.....now he his brushing my hair. So I will take a break here....and see if I actually make it back.








Tuesday, 9 February 2016

The New Series


This is the second pot from my new series, I plan to make a whole load of these in different colours so they look something like this....



Excuse the rubbish picture. I plan to make the whole set and make a special shelf for them to sit on. I am on pot two which is as yet incomplete, that means 18 and a bit to go. I imagine there will be casualties along the way so I anticipate making 25 or more pots before I reach the finished article.

Bring it on.





Thursday, 15 January 2015

Damn It

I am drawing to the close of 8 months of not actually making any ceramics due to looking after my daughter. My brain has been on holiday from teaching. Hours of thinking time that was previously dedicated to teaching, marking, planning, admin etc has been dedicated to what ever I want to think about. The first 7 months were consumed with the worry and newness of being a mum. The remaining 2 months my brain has started to actually think. Especially in the evenings when baby is asleep and John is marking, before I would have been doing the same, marking or planning or whatever. Instead I have been reading what ever I want, doodling mindlessly and thinking.




It is so nice to be me again. I forgot who I was. 










I have revisited music from my teenage years, Nirvana and Hole especially, I remembered what it felt like to be 13 years old and feel like an odd one, a black sheep and how the music made me feel like I wasn't the only one. I read through old journals and surprised myself with what I have done and who I have become. I found a bit in my diary from the mid 90's that said how Nirvana had changed my life, I know it sounds dumb but is true, the nature of what I wrote about in my diaries changed around then and the things that concerned me also became more thought out, it was probably growing up as well but it did help me define who I wanted to be.



All this writing and thinking has made me wonder if clay is a prison. Limiting myself to one media. I feel this loyalty to clay, probably from reading too much Ceramic Review. I feel obliged to use clay. I like to paint portraits and insects and do other things as well. I was reading the other day about Taylorism and the division of labour, how industrialization and the streamlining of the workforce has separated the hand from the brain. People who make on factory floors do not conceive ideas like they did back in the day when a carpenter would design make and sell their work. It is all broken up. This happens in art as well. In some cases the artist has the idea and someone else makes it. So is ceramics dead? Am I flogging craft from a bygone era that is now only reserved for rich people who can afford lovey hand made things. I don't like that idea. I don't want to make cute things that go with bunting, and I don't like Bernard Leach.









If we are talking about clay I really like the work of Małgorzata ET Warlikowska for me it is ballsy, feminine, disquieting. It is about culture and media, it is relevant to the world we live in. I feel stuck in a rut, my work is too tame. I need to dredge myself dry. I need to be true to myself. 



I read this quote from George Bernard Shaw....




"Whilst we......the conventional....were wasting our time on education and organization some independent genius has taken the matter in hand..."





That scares the crap out of me. What if we are so bogged down with every day life etiquette, like the court of Louis XIV ruled to tiniest nth my an absolute monarch. I heard that he made up so many stupid rules to keep his court occupied that they didn't have time to think up ways to rebel. He even had them grow their little finger nail because the right way to knock on a door was my scratching it with your little finger nail. What if everyone has something to give? But we are so worried about what size clothes we wear whether we have the right ideas/opinions/outlook.  





The thing is there is no truth only opinion and knowledge. Every one has different opinions and it was once knowledge that the earth was flat. So everyone should just do what they like as long as it doesn't hurt anyone. Trouble is if anyone feels like I do, sometimes I don't know who I am, or what I think, and I don't have the luxury of TIME, to think about all these things and do something about it.  To create art is a luxury





So how do I access myself, how do I make my true feelings and ideas rise to the surface and how do I know they are real? I get that we are part of a society and the culture and conventions of that society will have a bearing on who you are. If I was born in Syria I would not be making pots that look like TITS. But still on some level I worry about saying the wrong thing about not being PC. It is generally true that all new ideas start on the margins of society Outside Society. Some are absorbed into the mainstream, like Grunge music and others stay on the edges. Some ideas are wrong and therefore fade away, some simmer away until their time comes. Those that are absorbed become part of everyday culture and that is one of the ways we move forward. Point is YOU HAVE TO BE ON THE OUTSIDE you have to be courageous and take the shit from people who don't agree with your ideas. But still do it. You have to find the time to think the thoughts, to know your own voice among all those around you, and then you have to do something about it. 





So I know that I need to know myself. I know that I lost sight of myself in the day to day life of an ordinary 30 something woman in the 21st century. I hope when I return to work on Friday 13th of February and don't go back under and I remember this moment.


Monday, 12 May 2014

Photo Shoot

I have been spending my time shooting photographs of my work and updating my website. I have a new website address now which you see here. http://www.annecastano-ceramics.com/

I would also like to share with you some of the pictures from the shoot....
























For my next collection of work I am investigating further into the human form, the body looking at muscle structures and tendons.

Monday, 6 January 2014

All I have

Here is the lot, everything I have for the show other than the last 5 peices which are being finished off in the school kiln because mine is busted.

Hope it is enough to fill the space, a big old gallery, I hope they don't look like tiny blips lost in the folds of time.

Solo Show

Getting ready for my first solo show at The Brentwood Road Gallery . Its a big deal for me to have a show all to myself and I am really excited about doing it...and a bit worried!

Problem is, maybe its the weather I don't know I am just not feeling the making at the moment.

Despite not having posted on here for ages I have been busy making, so I have plenty of work for the show. I am about to go out to the garage to take stock on what I actually do have. I will post some pictures once I have assembled it all.

Lately I have been experimenting with Sea anemone like mini sculptures like this one which is waiting to be fired.....


Any hoo, will be back later on to sow you all the stuff I have made so far. I really hope it is enough only a few weeks to go!

Monday, 23 January 2012

With these hands

I have been reading a lot and thinking a lot about making and what it means to make in the post industrial age when everything is mass produced at a fraction of the cost. Ashamed as I am to admit it my every day plates and bowls are from Tescos and Ikea. I can't afford nice hand made ceramics, just like every body else.

I find it hard to define what I do, I make non-functional ceramics that falls in a grey area between design art and studio pottery. A no mans land. The desire to make is integral to who I am, my brother is a carpenter, my mum knits, crochets and paints, my dad was a mechanic, my grandad another carpenter. Its in my blood. Its an urge, and I don't feel right if I don't have an outlet, if I don't make.

Check out this article by Edmund De Waal http://www.ft.com/cms/s/2/8f50d924-4b63-11e0-89d8-00144feab49a.html#axzz1kJtcqp7Z. Here De Waal articulates in words far better than I could ever muster the innate need to make. This is a question I am becoming increasingly obsessed with. Why did I think it would be a good idea to give up a full time job and go part time so that I can dedicate 2 days a week to making pots which at the moment are stacking up in the garage while I wait to get the kiln wired in. I don't have buyers, or a show coming up, I just feel as though I have to make.

What about the 'Power of Making' exhibition currently on at the V&A http://www.vam.ac.uk/content/articles/p/powerofmaking/ Clearly I am not alone. There are hundreds and thousands of makers out there. But what is our future? Are we evolving out, are we now a niche exclusive market only for the people who really feel the need to make and handle objects that are made.

Emmanuel Cooper Died on the weekend. The other week I was in the CPA shop opposite the British Museum http://www.cpaceramics.com/ holding a pot by Cooper. His hands held the pot and formed it and now he is gone. His pots will live on, with his finger marks and the traces of every decision he made while making each piece preserved. You can't get that from a Ikea mug. Across the road in the BM a Cycladic nipple pot, which has to be my favourite thing in the whole museum 1800-1550 BC. With every little mark left by that maker intact thousands of years later.

I guess I am trying to justify what I do, find a valid reason. Is just wanting to make enough?

Grayson Perry

I am reading a book about Grayson Perry http://www.rbooks.co.uk/product.aspx?id=0099485168. This is what he has to say about making....

'My own creativity and art practice has been a mental shed - a sanctuary as well as a place of action - where I have retreated to make things. It gives me a sense of security in a safe e, enclosed space while I look out of the window on to the world. The shed was where I first learned to make things, where my subconscious was schooled in colour, texture and the concept of making. I still have that excitement now, of being very glad that i'm a maker and that my internal shed i always available. I can retreat into my head while I am in bed or in the bath - wherever I am - to think about things I want to make, and knowing that I will make them is extremely exciting.

This reminds me of my Grandad's shed. Under the sink I have a sharpening stone that belonged to my Grandad. Sometimes I like to unwrap it and take it out of the oily rag and smell it. It reminds me of all the time spent in the shed with my Grandad and my brother, making things out of wood. This must have seeped in. Me and Graeme (my brother) are both makers, he a carpenter, me a potter

Sunday, 22 January 2012

Making!!









These are a couple of my new pots made since moving to Eastbourne. I have the kiln here now in the garage, just have to get it hooked up now and I am away. The top pot is influenced by Grayson Perry and classical greek shapes, the nipples are a toned down version of my usual literal nipples.

The bottom one is heavily inspired by a Cycladic pot from 1800-1550 BC. I saw it in the British Museum a few weeks ago. It was a special moment, it has nipples and everything I can't believe that thousands of years  ago there was a potter who had a thing about nipples. I thought I was the only one! But no, I have an ancient brother or sister. I had to sit down in the museum just to take it all in, I felt part of a long line of clay people. I can't imagine my pots will find themselves in the British Museum in a few thousand years time. My pots will out live me though and that is a strange feeling, since they are such a part of me.


Monday, 17 October 2011

Times they are a changing!

I am off for an interview for a part time job in Eastbourne tomorrow. We are going to make the big move to the sea whether I get it or not. The deal is done.

This will mean more time for the ceramics which will be brilliant. I seem to be getting more shows and things now and I need time to build up stock. I have been beavering away this weekend and these are the fruits of my labour in preparation for the show in November....


















And finally me in a very serious posing picture, peering from behind my pot!



Sunday, 28 March 2010

Coiling on a grand scale...

For anyone who may be reading this, I have been flat out at work for the past few weeks, and haven't had time to stick anything up on the blog. I have been busy making at the studio and at school, I will put the pictures on just as soon as I can. For now I thought I would put up some work by potters I have been looking at of late.

I love these pots by Wedy Hoare, not only the organic shape and the rough texture of the clay, but the sheer scale of these bad boys is something to marvel at!







Another ceramacist I have admired for many years is Magdalene Odundo, again it is those organic shapes the hand built vessel, the nipple like protuberances, the femininity, these are the things that tick boxes for me. I would like to explore the hand made vessels from africa. The history of ceramics in Britain is in the wheel. Being a coiler I would like to go to the roots of the coil and the pots from Africa seem a good place to start.




Saturday, 13 February 2010

A change is a foot...

Last night I went out for a beer last night with my old friend Dan Moran who studied ceramics at Camberwell and although he is now training to be an accountant, I believe will end up being a ceramic man again. In fact I wish he was now. We had quite an enlightening conversation about the direction of my art work. Dan is of the opinion that its time to move on from the vessels I have been making onto creating more delicate, intricate and non-functional pieces. I have been having thoughts in this direction for quite some time. I have bought a bag of porcelain, some books on porcelain ceramics, on women in art, and the history of studio ceramics. I am looking for inspiration, stocking up on ideas. I just wish I had the time to invest in making change happen. A few hours a week in the studio means that my work develops at a snail's pace which is profoundly frustrating

I have been following the work of ceramic artist Conor Wilson for a few years now, I find his work highly inspirational, fresh, and more importantly it is Art...not 'just' pots. As much as I respect Bernard Leach and the role he has played in the formation of studio ceramics I feel that he has also indirectly played a role in the slow acceptance of ceramics as a medium in art. Generally people are unaware of the intellectual thought and the role of spirituality in the creation of these pieces, and the fact that the works of Leach and Hamada are fully appreciated as art in Japan and Korea. I know that I wasn't fully aware until recently. This lack of knowledge coupled with the fact that leach style pots have become so commonplace due to their successes that they have lost some of that original charm which they had when they were first produced. This means that people often see these pieces as just brown pots. To fully appreciate the work it was necessary for me to read extensively about the Leach tradition.

Having read in detail, I sometimes feel guilty for creating work that is not in line with Zen tradition, and not god forbid...not functional! And then I see the work of someone like Conor Wilson, and my confidence begins to grow. The time of change for me is very near. Hopefully my MA will push me over the edge, I think the main thing I need is confidence....


'Lemon Squeezer' (1998-2001) above is one of the first pieces a saw by Wilson....again the body as an influence. Apparently this piece was inspired by a dream he had about having sex with himself!!


'Hermit' (1999). Again an enormous phallus.

'Triple Necked Vessel' 2008, work in progress, with what looks like a little fanny on the front.

'Triple Necked Vessel' 2008, the completed article. It is worth checking out his web site http://www.conwilson.com/ He writes really well, and in great depth about his thoughts on the development of his work. It is an interesting insight into the mind of what I believe is a very important ceramic artist.