Tuesday 6 August 2013

Books that left me changed completely

A while ago I was moved to do some illustrations for two popular books that left an indelible mark on my outlook of the world. Orwell's '1984' and Samuel Beckett's 'Molloy', in different ways excited me to draw, yet I abandoned both projects...

...I felt I wasn't getting the necessary steel of 1984, which appears almost pastoral in my approach. I was thinking about Winston and Julia's place of escape, but was finding the brutal parts of the story harder to visualize in any original way. The film version with Richard Burton seemed to get a lot of things right, and the Radio 4 version with Christopher Ecclestone has a good sense of dread.

The way the book is punctuated with the regime propaganda in newspeak serves to begin to grate on the reader, making you feel Winston's rebellion. I felt the same way when reading Bret Easton Ellis's American Psycho, the way Patrick Bateman's internal monologue of jealous hate in the endless lists of his tastes and brand names eventually leaves you sure as much of the authors politics as of the condition of Bateman's mind. I suppose the fact that B.E.E. was still a young man as he wrote American Psycho accounts for the humour and light touches that are drained from Orwell's book.

With Orwell dying as he wrote 1984 in solitude, what moves me is the transparently autobiographical heartbreak of a man who had been so let down by socialism's failures in Russia. Sadly my drawings could sustain none of that tension, so all there is are these sketches of the book that haunted me for years.


george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing
Carrington

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing
Syme

george orwell, 1984, satirical drawing
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Beckett's 'Molloy' was a lesson to me on old age, almost as much as spending six months as a care assistant. The confusion and then bursts of lucidity, as old Molloy rambles around had me grasping for a way to convey it in drawing. 

It was clear this had to reflect in the marks made, so there was a freedom from defining shapes. I enjoyed this so much I made a painting in which I tried to get a sense of Molloy's sensory frustrations. 

I felt liberated from my usual stylistic and technical concerns!


Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

Samuel Beckett, molloy

2 comments:

  1. Thankyou Jeremy, I look at the Molloy painting in my bedroom to remind me to do some spontaneous art and not always contrive!

    If you ever fancy any good scans send me your e-mail I think my g-mail is available here, let me know if not. I tend to downsize everything for the blog.

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