Samantha Rochard

My creative process.

Thursday, July 16, 2015

I just don't get art!

Marcel DuChamp - Nude Descending Staircase. -
DuChamp was attempting to create the idea of movement
and tried to capture every possible image of a person going down a staircase.
Been talking to people a lot these days about my work and what I do. The number one statement I hear from people is : "I just don't get art!"

First off let me say that I am not an expert on art. I know what I know simply because I have a curiosity about what was going on in the artist's mind during the creation process.
When an artist sits down to do any creative work, its like solving a puzzle in their heads. They have a vague idea what the end result should look like- but still have to work out the solution to get there. Sometimes they may take a painting, and work a separate painting/art piece experimenting with pulling a line here, changing a colour there etc

Here's a mind blowing thing- as an artist, I don't always "get" art either. I may understand what the artist is TRYING to do, but that does not always mean they succeed for me. Take for example Picasso and Van Gogh, and I choose those two because most people are familiar with these artists. The vibrancy of the Van Gogh paintings with their clashy colours is what draws me to them. And I appreciate the layout of Picasso's cubist paintings because he was trying to deconstruct the image and lay it flat on the canvas.....kinda like taking an animal skin and flattening it, head and all. (No animals are EVER injured in the writing of this blog!)  

Picasso - The Weeping Woman

Jackson Pollock Number 8

Jackson Pollock....I don't get it....I mean I hear the explanation and understand the process, but I do not appreciate the final image. It does not excite me at all.
....and that what you should keep in mind. You are an individual with your own history and experiences. You will be drawn to some images over will favour some colour combinations over others. Don't let any one make you feel "ignorant" because you don't "get" a particular style of art.

Even artist know that not everyone will appreciate what they produce. Art is very subjective thing. Sure an art history student can tell you all the rationale, and what the artist was hoping to achieve and what was going on in the artists mind.....but they may not like the painting they are discussing, they wouldn't buy it for themselves.

Van Gogh Starry Night
You don't always have to "get" art. The fact that you are reading this blog means that art interests you for some reason. Just go with what you like. If you are moved to find out more about what you like, more about what the artist was trying to do, by all means go from there. And if you are just happy with admiring this artwork, by all means, enjoy staring at it all you want.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Brooklyn Bar - Corner Carlos and Robert Street Woodbrook

Brooklyn Bar Trinidad - Samantha Rochard
 Brooklyn Bar has been....well...the site of a Bar for about three generations (so says my Dad, who remembers it as a little boy growing up in Woodbrook) The bar is very popular with the Friday after work crowd, and a spot for good doubles in the morning.

Brooklyn Bar Trinidad, Carlos Street View - Samantha Rochard
 The above is another view from Carlos Street, a commission from a collector. Honestly, I have never seen doubles and drinkers there at the same time,as the bar opens at 12noon and George The Doubles Man is usually gone by then. But I thought it would be great to have both in the paintings at the same time. After all, the memories of liming (Trini for hanging out) and grabbing an early morning doubles are what attracts persons to the painting.

Below is an older incarnation of Brooklyn Bar, always considered a flagship store by Carib Brewery Limited.

Older Store front

Current Visage - Carlos Street.

Tuesday, April 21, 2015

The Possession Trap

We are enslaved by the lives we live

I have many questions about the Meaning and Quality of Life. I don't find many answers. I do sometimes find answers for me.
One day I woke up and realized that the life I was chasing, because I was told that that is the right path to take; was tiring, exhausting. I was not in control of my life. My life was in control of me. The never ending treadmill to cover the bills, save for the house, the education, the new car, the upgrade this and the upgrade that.
I had become a slave to my life.

Oh I can tell you I noticed things early nineteen .....the high of buying the new outfit. That high- gone- just three days later I was back to my melancholy.
I wanted to ensure that I had the proper things for my home. The Cannon towels, the 300 thread count sheets....I remember conversations around a family table on how to buy proper crystal ware, and glass ware for the home.
Then there was the "Spending Cycle." Carnival, Easter, Mother's Day, Father's Day, Summer vacation, Christmas and all the birthdays in between.

All designed to make you spend.
All designed to keeping you on the hamster wheel.
.....Then came the UPGRADE Phenomenon for technology.......

Ironic that I worked in advertising for years......hmmmmm

I cannot remember the exact time I swallowed...what, the red pill; I think it is; and began to wise up to the fact that living that life was actually controlling me. I was not in control. THAT LIFE was in control. You so needed to keep up with the possessions and the lifestyle. You needed $XX to keep up with your lifestyle, you need to work XX hours to keep up with your lifestyle. Do you realize how freaking draining that is?

Indeed.....on to the next thing and the next thing. Keep the buying going to keep the people spending to have the people working to buy the things they buy.

I admit that I did not let go by choice. I was forced to let go to save my health. I had always yearned for simpler, easier, more time for myself, more time to do things that I enjoyed.
Now...along with other observations of  friends and family passing on, or getting news that they would pass on soon; I am wise to the trap of possessions.

Can't jump off the hamster wheel. We will lose the car, the house. What will my family think of me? Have to keep going going for their sakes. Have to get the clothes, child wants the laptop, the I phone. Must get the new furniture.

I wish to be in control of my life. Not for my life to control me.
Now that my focus has shifted from the things to quality of life, I see where doing the thing you are passionate about kills some of that inner hunger for things.
I see also, persons amassing wealth, property, living for the next new car or phone or Adidas shoes or the next vacation......only to die and have to leave that all behind. None of it is worth it....not one Cannon Towel...not one Waterford Crystal Glass, not one Ashley Furniture set or smart screen TV.

I stepped away from the need to be that. Lets see what I will be now.