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- Artist Name:
- Sylvain Chamberlain
- Location:
- Montreal, Quebec, Canada
- Statement:
- Many years ago I read Wassily Kandinsky book "Concerning the Spiritual in Art". I really understood his concept of the "Spiritual Triangle". I have always tried to use imagery to probe, question, and expose social and political undercurrents and agenda in our world cultures and sub-groups. My goal is always to bring into the common dialogue those issues that seem to the popular rhetoric to be "uncomfortable". My belief is that this faux "discomfort" is a disguise to excuse over-reaction, demonizing, and egregious regulation to control and criminalize or marginalize "real" and honest investigation into human life.
Having said that, most if not all, human socio-political issues are related to the human body in some form. From a sacrificial slaughter of Jesus to the "disembodied" idea of a "creator", or the movements of "heavenly" bodies, every school of thought on humanity holds its relationship to the human body or form.
There are close to seven billion humans on the planet at this time, and only two varieties. I think it is long overdue that "we" loose the taboos and celebrate the fact that our survival drives to copulate, still remains to excite us.
If that means that all figurative art is to be deemed "erotic", then so be it. What is more to the point however, is the added baggage of politic and sociological controls that are attached to the term "erotic" as good/bad, or threat/non-threat, or value/non-value.
"Erotic" simply indicates our strong survival and procreative urges are alive and nurturing to our species continued existence. How this can be anything but a "good", "non-threatening", "value" creating opportunity is beyond the sane mind to contemplate.
- Biography:
- I am you and you are we and we are all together... I study, I chant, I paint, I write. I would like to say something, but I am always halted by the conveyance. I would like to say something about conveyance. Therefore; When I paint, I try to say something without having "it" to say. And when I write, I try to express conveyance about something. And when we meet, we feel something, and struggle all the while to convey. If we all were to agree that there is nothing to conveyance, would something be all there is?
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