My state of reverie is maintained
by close attention to the physical details of my life.
Protected from and on occasion engulfed
by the trivia of existence, my goal has always been
to find the moment when all goes still
Evelyn Williams: Images and Words
1998
Painting, good painting that is, derives
much of its power from the tensions the artist intuitively
sets up, the tensions between lines and forms, colours
and textures of a work becoming the unmistakable metaphors
for the physical and metaphysical of its subject matter,
their successful resolution the cause of the emotions
it may arouse in us.
For the visionary figuration of Evelyn Williams (b1929)
those sensations of stillness and reverie that she so
clearly intended her paintings of children, dreamers
and sleepers to convey, find their origins, paradoxically
enough, as she herself acknowledges in the passage above
taken from one of her studio notebooks, from
a close attention to the physical details of my life
and the trivia of my existence.
A very similar set of artistic understandings would
seem to lie behind Lisa Wrights paintings which,
for all the obvious difference in their technique and
methods, even apparent subject matter (not to mention
a huge gulf in age), nonetheless convey the same overriding
sensation of a precarious and delicate balance being
maintained over great abysses of feeling, moments of
tentative poise between one place and another, again
deriving largely out of acute and tender observations
of the intimacies and tensions of her immediate family
life and circumstances.
As she has observed of herself It is important
for me to be living and breathing in an environment
which I can either be in or revisit with ease in order
to be reacquainted or reinspired as the work develops.
With her move to Cornwall from East London five years
ago this painting environment has gradually expanded
and developed in a kind of harmonic relationship with
the changed patterns of her life; a second son (Theo)
has, from his birth in 1999, now also become a consistent
theme in her painting asleep on the folded acreages
of her bed, tottering precariously on high table tops,
exploring through the open doors of the house
while his older brother Max is seen embarking on more
adult pursuits, in particular it would seem here, a
passion for swimming, both by himself, with friends
or in the company of his younger brother at the poolside!
In short Lisa Wrights life is steadily becoming
ever richer and fuller, a situation which seems to be
directly reflected in the range of themes and subjects
she now wishes to take on as her family life begins
to move out and beyond the more purely domestic interiors
that dominated her work of even just a few years ago
into more public arenas.
If all this implies a kind of Vuillard-like intimism
in her work that would give a quite false impression
of the boldly artistic and intensely painterly means
through which she chooses to explore such themes. A
broad, confident handling of paint, a subtle feel for
colour and a strong sense of abstract form have always
given to her work its fundamental sense of an extended,
often extensive space (something to which the luminosity
of Cornish light has now added a further significant
dimension) that creates stages onto which these intimate
scenes are then, quite literally, drawn.
For it is, as ever in Wrights work, through the
tautness of her drawing that these paintings finally
achieve their subtle human understandings, relationships
often rehearsed beforehand in powerful ink wash preparatory
studies before being translated into the painted lines
on the canvas. It is in a curious way though the drawn
element of the newest paintings in this group, the swimming-pool
scenes like 'Floating' or 'After the Butterfly' for
example, which now seems to be used with a growing subtlety
and economy of means we are, quite simply less
aware of the drawing though it is in fact as crucial
as ever to the compositions final effect.
What are they about? Words used to describe a painting
can, at best, only convey a parallel dimension though
these children, floating between air and water, poised
tentatively between land and water, balanced precariously
between one level and another or moving from one space
to another intimate, sensations of passages, movements
of thought, indications of that sense of independence
and moving away that is implicit the moment a child
is born heartbreaking yet essential - while,
at the same time, in the very tension of the lines hinting
at the threads that connect us back to friends and family
love.
But, like all good painting, its power ultimately resides
in its ambiguity, its ability to suggest a multiplicity
of sensations and feelings at one and the same time
- in works like Little Swimmers or Still Pool this can
be read, at one level, as a straightforward expression
of motherly love and affection entirely free of sentimentality,
yet at the same time suggesting heights and depths with
that economy of means of which only painting finally
seems capable.
Nicholas Usherwood. 2003.