These may even be contemporary examples of Harold Rosenberg’s “action paintings”. Certainly they are “not a picture but an event” and though they eschew the pictorial as Rosenberg would’ve wished, there is a revealed metaphorical quality in the fundamental dualism, something that is at the heart of their making and their manifestation and that imbues them with symbolic character.
Andrew Jensen
In the studio of Koen Delaere, you know that the absolute reverse ambition is in play for painting. In the Delaere laboratory there is a genuine anatomy class underway – the body is being undressed, dissected, pushed, and pulled and then reformed, all to a rollicking soundtrack from The Velvet Underground to The Cramps. On the flatlands of Tilburg there is much gothic drama afoot (think Mary Shelley) because Koen Delaere is making paintings that “want to live”. Painting can and ought to be transformative in the way that music can be, but only if it is analogue and unplugged – played live and loud.
Working on the floor, Delaere bulldozes paint, binder, ink et al, mostly along a vertical axis that leaves outrageous accumulations of material moraine at the terminations of the movement and indeed along the central seam. In the wake of these axial movements are wondrous tracks and strata that reveal sweeps of colour and energy. The deeper geology of the paintings are exposed through repeated excavations and what is unearthed by this persistent quarrying are rich seams of colour and form, of new structure and dynamism. The writer Michael Ondaatje said that “as a writer, one is busy with archaeology”. This ought to be equally true for a painter and most certainly is for Delaere.
These are paintings that are fulsome and immoderate. At times they can seem borderline bombastic, but thank goodness, because each painting demonstrates Delaere’s preparedness to lose it all in pursuit of the form and wild chromatic adventure that these singular paintings can evoke.
It is because of Delaere’s conviction to the activity of painting – both as a vital conceptual and aesthetic act, that he is able to restore our (occasionally) flagging faith in paintings’ ability to deliver an utterly embracing experience.
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EXHIBITIONS
If you ever watched the late and very great Joe Strummer play guitar it was a triumph of physicality over finesse. One strum up, one strum down. Strummer never claimed to be Eric Clapton (& would’ve hated the very idea I’m sure) but he was convinced of the communicative power of music and of “taking action”.
I only saw The Clash play once – way back in 1983 and I can still recall it – sonically, visually and atmospherically – it was very loud, very luminous and very “close”.
I’ve not watched Koen Delaere paint but looking at these intensely visceral paintings, they declare critical aspects of their making in the amount of material evidence that survives the performance. A combination of forceful gestures, almost always along a north-south axis, strong-arms pigment, bulldozing it to the top and bottom. But as physical as these paintings are they are also highly finessed and complex.
Delaere’s cocktail of pigments, which include pigments, inks, mediums together with binders, gives his paint a radical, viscous body that is revealed as it is disassembled.
The process of erasure that follows the laying down of paint, more as geoligical sediment than underpainting, feels primal, as if the works were built by a brutal tectonic jolt which set the processes in action. But again, look closely and you can see these hidden sedimentary layers act like deep strata that are only revealed through mindfully, repeated actions.
Two gestures, north/south, full/empty, thick/thin, push/pull – this visceral union of opposing forces is undeniably essential, dramatic and visually compelling.