In response to popular demand (and probably a bit overdue) here's the Bobnearled = Bobinder thread. I'll keep the title simple so it's easy to find and confirms that both Bobs are one and the same. I was trying to avoid the attentions of the Artworld Gestapo until recently, which accounts for the pseudonym. I think their insatiable investigators have now decided to go hunting down hardcore porn instead of jumping to imaginative conclusions about my own relatively traditional oeuvre.
I thought about how I might make this thread a bit different from my Bobnearled Deviantart gallery, but concluded, at the risk of repetition, that it will be broadly similar, and I think that is probably what people will want and expect to see. Whilst much of my stuff is frankly gratuitously violent, some is intended to convey an element of cultural depth, so there may be moments when it gets a bit intellectual. I think Cruxology is a subject worthy of serious study as well as being rather enjoyable as entertainment, and I am open to suggestions and contributions from others.
Here is one of my earliest crux pictures, going back four or five years, to the wet paint days before I had a computer. It is pure, unadulterated gouache watercolour on A4. Entitled 'Traumatich nach Henri Fuseli' it is based on a pencil sketch by Henri Fuseli of a reclining nymph. I've tried to track down the original study on the net but cannot find it - perhaps someone else can? Fuseli was to the nineteenth century Romantic Art movement what Bram Stoker and Mary Shelley were to the Gothic Horror novel. Instantly identifiable within the London art scene due to his German accent, Fuseli realised traumatic nightmare scenes in paint on canvas and excelled at this. I have given my subject a typically Fuseli face and my title is in recognition of the master. I believe we get the English word 'trauma' from the German 'traum' meaning dream (or even disturbing dream/nightmare). I am still uncertain whether or not it should be 'Traumatisch' instead, but no doubt somebody will clarify this.
Painting convincing flesh tones is always personally challenging, especially when the sandy background is of a similar colour. I tried to contrast the vulnerability of the naked body with the unrelenting arid heat of the desert sand, including the feet of executioners and audience to provide depth and distance. The feet belong to impersonal characters, devoid of any feelings or faces to express them. The victim stares directly at us, upside down, disorientated, and the picture offers no explanation beyond the traumatic for the impending execution. Enjoy...
I thought about how I might make this thread a bit different from my Bobnearled Deviantart gallery, but concluded, at the risk of repetition, that it will be broadly similar, and I think that is probably what people will want and expect to see. Whilst much of my stuff is frankly gratuitously violent, some is intended to convey an element of cultural depth, so there may be moments when it gets a bit intellectual. I think Cruxology is a subject worthy of serious study as well as being rather enjoyable as entertainment, and I am open to suggestions and contributions from others.
Here is one of my earliest crux pictures, going back four or five years, to the wet paint days before I had a computer. It is pure, unadulterated gouache watercolour on A4. Entitled 'Traumatich nach Henri Fuseli' it is based on a pencil sketch by Henri Fuseli of a reclining nymph. I've tried to track down the original study on the net but cannot find it - perhaps someone else can? Fuseli was to the nineteenth century Romantic Art movement what Bram Stoker and Mary Shelley were to the Gothic Horror novel. Instantly identifiable within the London art scene due to his German accent, Fuseli realised traumatic nightmare scenes in paint on canvas and excelled at this. I have given my subject a typically Fuseli face and my title is in recognition of the master. I believe we get the English word 'trauma' from the German 'traum' meaning dream (or even disturbing dream/nightmare). I am still uncertain whether or not it should be 'Traumatisch' instead, but no doubt somebody will clarify this.
Painting convincing flesh tones is always personally challenging, especially when the sandy background is of a similar colour. I tried to contrast the vulnerability of the naked body with the unrelenting arid heat of the desert sand, including the feet of executioners and audience to provide depth and distance. The feet belong to impersonal characters, devoid of any feelings or faces to express them. The victim stares directly at us, upside down, disorientated, and the picture offers no explanation beyond the traumatic for the impending execution. Enjoy...