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James Bailey
Reston, VA
United States
Member Since: Aug 2003
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Artist Statement for James Bailey

Artist Statement - "WIND PAINTING"

"Wind Painting" is a visual arts language of expression that physically collaborates with nature to reveal the naturalistic artistic creativity inherent in random acts of design caused by seasonal weather patterns. For example: the way a mass snowfall changes the design, appearance and function of a street.

In my home state of Mississippi there is a rural African-American practice know as bottle trees. African slaves brought with them their traditional beliefs in good and evil spirits. In the south their religious practices developed into the tradition of placing colorful bottles at the ends of branches of crepe myrtles. They believed that blue and green glass would lure evil spirits away from their homes and trap them inside the bottles. When I was a child growing up in Mississippi, my grandfather and I would visit a elderly black farmer who lived down the road from my grandfather’s farm. He had a huge bottle tree in his front yard. My grandfather and I would sit on this man’s front porch in the evening and he would tell us ghost stories. When the wind blew strongly an eerie haunting sound whistled through the bottles of his bottle tree. This old man, whose father was a former slave in the Mississippi Delta, told me the sound was the moaning of the souls of evil plantation masters who were trapped inside the bottles while chasing the souls of dead slaves who trying to make their way back home to Africa. Eudora Welty writes about the practice of the bottle tree in her short story, "Livvie". "Wind Painting" is my homage to this uniquely southern tradition.

Artist Statement - "ROUGH EDGE PHOTOGRAPHY"

"Rough Edge Photography" attempts to challenge the seemingly exhausted visual arts vocabulary that has been developed to describe the state of the modern image. I enjoy the possibilities of creating random acts of art by subverting and altering static images through physical scarring, tearing and burning of negatives and prints. I try to achieve a new image by inverting the stereotypes of expectations for photography. I like unfocused shoot-from-the-hip-taken-on-the-fly images photographed by damaged cameras with scratched lens. I then violently manipulate, tear and alter my work product. I combine multiple variations of images and process to achieve a hyper-activity of assimilation. It is my belief that photography has historically only touched on the surface of what is seen by the eye and the mind. I hope to concretize through my art a multi-dimensional aspect of perception that conveys the shock of the chaos of movement of events through time. Nothing thrills me more than to have a person view my work and say, “I wonder how he created that? Is that a photograph or what?” A melted negative is a beautiful image to me. I want to twist photography to the very edge of its limitations in order to explore the untapped visual senses that exist at the core of all our misperceptions.

The path to my art began when I was 11 years old. I watched a farmhouse burn down on property near my grandfather’s farm in Mississippi. I pulled from the wreckage a smoldering wooden box that contained a collection of scorched family photographs. I extinguished the fire from the photographs, spread them out on the ground and arranged them in a square, one next to another. It was the most haunting thing I had ever seen. The charred remains of this image history of a whole family. Burned remnants of mythology. Blackened eyes peering behind charcoal. Smokey residue smeared over lost memories. I have never forgotten the image of the collage I created that day. There is no one photograph that could convey the emotional impact of that collage. I am constantly trying to recreate some semblance of that image in my work.


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