Crazy 'Bout an Automobile
Every woman I know is crazy 'bout an automobile...
Ry Cooder
For people who live in other parts of the world, one of the many baffling aspects of American life –- aside from, among other things, its racism, its prudishness about sex, and its tolerance of violence -- is the fetishizing of The Automobile. Men tend to be even crazier about automobiles than women, and the names of cars often reflect aggressive masculinity: Gladiator, Roadmaster, Rampage, Cutlass, Marauder, Mustang, Cobra, Ram, Bronco... the list goes on. During my adolescence, the car of my dreams was no less than a Rocket 88. Alas, I was unable to afford one. This was probably good fortune and a guardian angel at work.
Normally, cars and trucks don't darken my thoughts, but the Nevada County Fair, now in progress, has brought them into my awareness in the form of Monster Trucks. Here's a photo of one flattening what's left of an automobile in front of the grandstand at the fair.
More than one wag has suggested that it would be more accurate to call them Monster Tires. But nearly everyone agrees that a large part of their popularity is the monster racket they make. Our home lies less than a mile from the fairgrounds, so for the past two evenings, the usual sounds of the fair -- country-western music, the carnival, and the happy shrieks of children riding Ferris wheels and roller coasters -- have all been drowned out by the snarling engines of monster trucks. We'll shut the windows again tonight. It's the last night of the fair, and the featured event is the Demolition Derby. No need to guess what get demolished.
This is not a complaint; after all, the fair happens only once a year, and who would want to deny the thrill to other people of watching -- and hearing -- vehicles destroying other vehicles? Especially if one shared the same -- albeit muted -- pleasure? I don't dislike automobiles. I own a good one, but I'm far from crazy 'bout them. So you can imagine the ambivalent feeling when, one afternoon years ago, I witnessed, in a vacant lot across the street from my studio in San Francisco, an American icon from the Ford Motor Company blazing into extinction, like the death of a dream.
Ember - Acrylic and collage on masonite - 27 x 38 inches
Painting "Ember" was an attempt to create out of destruction an image of transcendence. First, I painted a night sky full of stars and five trees in a row, and then opened the middle three as if they were a door into another dimension. Behind the Ford I painted what I saw across from my studio: a hotel and three other buildings, the furthest of which was the Bank of America on the corner of Van Ness Ave. and Market Street.
The silhouette of a sky-blue bush sprouts from the roof of the bank and clouds emerge from it to float in a Sun-lit sky. This image was created a long time ago, but I find that thoughts of Death and Rebirth are never far from my imagination. I paint them still and likely always will, even though "always," like everything else, will in time come to an end.
Original blog: https://johnmichaelkeating.com/2019/08/11/crazy-bout-an-autmobile/
That's an impressive painting, @jmkartworks ! I love how you had captured the blaze of the flames and also the mixture of both melancholy and yet a rush of great relief as if something SHOULD be going up in flames... It's a difficult feeling to describe, like a glee of a child around our first bonfire as we throw things into the fire, a feeling of sudden sadness as the kindling leaves our fingertips, but also of excited anticipation to see it licked by the flames.....
Aaah
I love it, John. An incredible piece <3
Hello veryspider. One person I always enjoy hearing from is you. Yes, you take the trouble to actually look at the painting, as if you were reading it, but then you top that off by offering wonderful insights, such as your feeling that "something SHOULD be going up in flames... " This is really true, but I would not have expressed it as such until you pointed the way. I'm also grateful that you were able to feel the melancholy and sadness but also the excitement. Yes, difficult feelings to describe, but you found them in the painting! Many thanks for your comments. I appreciate them very much.
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