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Recent Paintings/ 2008-2009

Posted in Uncategorized on October 14th, 2009 and

In 2008 and 2009 I have been working with clean edged geometric shapes. Early in western art way before the middle ages in decorative art and in religious symbolism, the rectangle came to mean and to represent the material world. My concept was to represent and harmonize this symbol of materialism with a spiritual element. The colors and the style of painting are ethereal and I intended to have these two concepts work in harmony. In most of the work this is the case. In all cases, a photograph will not accurately show the true impact of these amazing colors that change as the viewer moves around the images.

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As the year comes to a close I will be finishing this group of images. In 2010 I plan to work on a different set of images entirely. The 2008-2009 group, the material/spiritual group, has 12 completed paintings ranging in size from 2 x 3 foot to 4 x 5, some are painted on deep cradled stretchers and some are regular sized stretchers. Most are framed in an artist’s exhibition frame, made here in my studio.

If you would like to see all 12 images, please use the contact form (side bar) and write me a note and I will send you a set of images. Other inquiries please also use the side bar contact form.

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A Father Damien Story

Posted in John Shklov, artifacts of conciousness, ghosts on June 21st, 2009 and tagged , ,

In 1978/79 I was contracted to do a cover design for a book cover, a book featuring interviews of patients at Kalaupapa Leprosy (Hansen’s disease was pc in those days) Settlement. I visited Kalaupapa and met with workers, patients and bureaucrats. The patient’s stories made me cry then and when I read them today they still make me cry.

The Separating Sickness

The Separating Sickness

From the beginning of the project I felt like I was in a tube, a tunnel of human cruelty. The stories the patients told and the obvious still raw (excuse the pun) wounds of discrimination and cruelty convinced me from the start that I needed to use a fisheye lens to tell this story.

From the possible images, the one that the patients and the authors selected for the cover is of the “visiting room,” the room which the healthy family members would sit on one side of a wide table and the patients sat on the other.  I was told that originally it had a wire mesh screen running down the center of the table making touch even more difficult.  When I visited the long narrow room had no screen but had separate entrances from opposing sides and ends of the building.

For Polynesians, the title of the book, “The Separating Sickness” is important. Families in Polynesian culture are close and rending them apart by disease was a wrenching, tearing pain.  They called leprosy, “the separating sickness” because it tore their families apart often with enforced segregation.

The picture finally selected is an image of the room that families were forced to use to visit each other and the physical limitations were imposed to keep the people apart so they could not transmit the disease.  Yet, this image was the favorite choice of our patient advisors because of the cross they could see in the reflection on the ceiling.  Christianity, it turned out the survivors of Hansen’s disease asserted was a major part of their lives and a major reason for their spiritual and physical survival.  And Father Damien was the main symbol of that survival.

Father Damien’s tomb

Father Damien’s tomb

On the back cover we put a picture of Father Damien’s tomb and in the process of shooting around the church I was given access to the site of his confessional (no lights allowed, so I used trusty Tri-x and hand held it) and I took a few pictures.  The dark vestments hanging on a nail and the stools were just as he left them I was told then.  The hole on the floor where his open wounds drained during the long confessionals was there.  It was a sign of respect to leave things just like he would be back the next day.

Father Damien's confessional

Father Damien's confessional

A few weeks after I made the photo, a patient told me that a Belgian tourist group came through the church and the vestments disappeared.

In the second printing they changed my original black background I guess to soften the effect.  I still like the black better.  I don’t know if this book is still available.  It was a limited printing anyway, but perhaps the Catholic charity that funded it initially might reprint it again.  If they do, don’t plan on reading it without crying.

(All rights and Copyright reserved:  John Shklov 2009)

I found the latest incarntion of this book here. They used the Father Damien Grave Pictures as the cover which seems better now. The Separating Sickness

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