July 12th, 2012 - 09:43 AM
Artist statements often amuse me, especially those written with philosophical jargon. They might impress art dealers and dilettantes, but not philosophers and art historians. Deenesh Ghyczy’s intention, for example, “is to depict figures that stand beyond the cause of everyday life…to frame past, future and the acutely present on canvas…perception is in equal measure directed inwards at the mind capable of transcending linear time. Streams of consciousness appear to be channeled and frozen in the recurrent motif of fragmented, disintegrating figures.”
Given a name like Deenesh Ghyczy, I suppose one has the right to speak philosophically, but when you look at his paintings you see duplicate portraits stacked alongside one another, usually receding into space left to right (to give perspective and interest) with marked decreases in solidity (or increases in diffuseness). I do not see the past or future in any of these figures, nor a stream of consciousness in the subject’s mind or the artist’s.
Albert Einstein once said, “The only reason for time is so that everything doesn’t happen at once.” It seems Ghyczy would have everything happen at once on his canvases.
These artworks mimic cinema and subvert the real meaning of painting. The challenge of two dimensional art is to capture an intriguing moment, to suspend action for an instant, to show the power of origination or accomplishment. Painting is fundamentally a static medium and is used to greatest effect when the figures or subjects in the scene are poised at some moment in time, whether anticipatory or consequential. Simply put, the past and future cannot be present in an extant canvas and neither in a single frame of a movie. Rene Magritte showed this with his profound painting “Man with Newspaper,” which depicts four identical rooms with only one difference—a man reads a newspaper in one room and only one room. Of it, he said, “Visible images conceal nothing.” There might be a parallel universe existing somewhere where the man reads a newspaper in four rooms at once on Magritte’s canvas, but never in our universe.