In Passing: The Enigmatic Paintings of Janna Watson By Art Critic Donald Brackett

IN PASSING: THE ENIGMATIC PAINTINGS OF JANNA WATSON

BY DONALD BRACKETT

“Tantra is a technique that allows you to connect with your inner energy and experience transformation. One can visualize energy moving through the body with each and every breath.” David Frawley

“Wu wei invites spontaneous and inevitable behaviors to happen naturally. Rather than painting a pre-planned idea, I let go of the ego in order to unify myself with the environment.” Janna Watson

If you imagine yourself laying on your back and watching them as fleeting shadows across the ceiling for instance, the coded but concrete messages they all convey will remind you of the kind of visual free association we all engaged in as kids, wasting time perhaps, and yet also making the most productive use of time imaginable: seeing deeply into ourselves through their mystic veils. Scientists call this phenomenon pareidolia: the tendency for human perception to superimpose a meaningful interpretation on a basically nebulous optical stimulus, so that one sees an object, pattern or physical reference where there may or may not be one. It’s all about our natural inclination to perceive a meaningful image in a mostly random or at least ambiguous visual field. The classic abstract expressionists had to contend with that challenge back in the 1950’s, with Mark Rothko emphatically going all the way, “These paintings are not representations of an experience, they are an experience.” And so it is with Watson’s.    

This is not to suggest, however, that the reveries, pictures and even stories that emerge from within us are not valid projections, on the contrary, they are the direct conduit leading to the heart of both a painting and its maker. Indeed, most of my work involves processing what I see, or imagine that I see, and responding emotionally through one poetic idea or another to the work of art confronting me. I say confronting me rather than me confronting it, largely because that is the origin of all ekphrasis, a classical Greek literary term having to do with the immediate sensation, emotive archiving and response in words, usually via poems or songs, to the wordless inspirations provoked by a painting, sculpture, or even an elegantly designed building.     

When I am confronted for instance by another masterful square work such as her “Film Noir”, with its hovering cluster of interloping loops suspended above a subtly suggested body of water, I have to pause in between breaths. Am I only imagining circular ripples in a non-existent lake above which this gorgeous tangle of strokes is floating and about to plunge into its dark depths, or did the artist actually configure this drama in order to induce my own dark hallucinatory cinematic reverie? But no either/or binary state is necessary or called for in Watson’s painted moments (as she often calls them): everything is true, everything is exactly what it is. Just as Frank Stella once declared: “What you see is what you see.” Thus I like to call her joyous paintings situations, in which your suspended daydream is just as valid as mine.

This very absence of a correctly enforced polarity in her images is also an active vehicle for conveying the exuberant yet placid impetus behind all her work: the meditative state associated with non-action, which in the east is termed wu wei. It’s a poetic Taoist notion referring to the practice of taking no action that is not in complete accord with the natural course of things. In some cases I have also encountered a translation suggesting no mind, which amounts to the same thing: doing without doing, inexertion and effortless action, all without the usual mental noise of our egos whispering in our ear. Which is why Watson says she leaves her ego outside the studio door. Essentially it means returning to our basic oneness with all being. “When I am conscious of being under the sky, I feel so small.” Watson has stated succinctly. “The omnipresent air connects me to my spirit and I want to share my perspective of the emotive sky. I like personifying clouds and adopting their feelings.”     

     

That last sentence of hers is one of the most brilliant and insightful  observations I’ve ever heard an artist make. That kind of effortless approach to achieving intensely resonant results brings us to consider another fancy classical Greek word, one that is a cousin of pareidolia, the notion of active apophenia. Like most fancy classical words, its meaning is actually quite simple: the ability to make inter-connected visual insights between apparently unrelated things. A third member of this exotic family of seeing is one that is much more commonly familiar, that of synchroncity, the notion of meaningful coincidences first posited by the Swiss psychologist Carl Jung. These last two ideas best clarify our skill at imagining the content of what we see while staring, with or without intentions. The best painters, such as Watson, merely point the way. 

 

While all of her works are opulent, to be sure, some achieve a degree of visual complexity which is belied by their apparent character as unified fields. More complexity arrives for instance in her works in which the drama moves through and outside of the frame of reference, thus creating a figure/ground relationship seldom explored in traditional abstraction. The wonderfully titled “Moon is a Pulse That Runs Itself” and “Happiness As a Shade”, for example, involve the viewer in ever more active narratives. And the situational arrival of much more intense colour fields behind the actions themselves, as in the arresting magenta of “Tao Calligraphy”, sensual orange-grays of “Winter’s Peach” and surreal pinkish tones of “Porphyra” (a form of algae), all indicate this artist’s interest in and capacity for a wildly pigmented theatre set.

Biomorphic abstraction, in a formal sense, was first coined by MOMA in a catalogue essay from 1936 by Alfred Barr in which he asserted that it was  curvilinear rather than rectilinear, emotive rather than structural, and romantic rather than classical in its exaltation of the mystical, the spontaneous and the non-rational. That feature aligns ideally with Watson’s entire raison d’etre, which clearly extols a kind of automatism celebrating the unpredictable outcomes of free expression. “Air Signs Talking” and “Air Sign Combustion” are both ideal examples of her multivalent ability to control the material energy at her disposal without controlling the unforeseen outcomes of how she throws caution to the winds, so to speak.   

     

“The sky is my muse.” the artist explains, “It is no-place and all-place, and as a subject matter, it connects me to nature. As opposed to landscape – which references a topography of a specific place – the sky is a numinous experience that connects us to a greater power.” This is why her emblems of the enigma of existence feel so physically powerful at the same time as so gentle and almost translucent. Soon passing out of sight and memory, quickly fading or disappearing before our eyes: each image, whether it is a painting, a limited edition print, or indeed, a bespoke designed carpet woven from designs which her parallel studio practice also produces, is a fugitive glance over our shoulder at life, in passing.

    

Considering how her painting style focuses so profoundly on impermanence and change, as in the superbly ethereal “Let Go Lightly”, or the robust amplitude of “Lavender Breeze”, it often feels ironic that the style continuum she has mastered still occupies pride of place in the school of action painting, the name that my favourite art critic Harold Rosenberg bestowed on this kind of image-making. And this despite her avowed interest in the creative principle of effortless non-action. “I meditate when I paint and really try to shut out all thoughts. I let the materials become themselves so that I become an equal player to each pigment. My intent is to honor the essence and energy that is around at all times.” 

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Along with her joyous paintings, equally impressive is that parallel design craft practice of hers which, like the grand Aubusson Studio in France (as far back as the 15th century) and the innovative Bauhaus institution in Germany (in the early 20th) is actively engaged in the design and fabrication of limited edition carpets and tapestries inspired by the overall unified field of her artistic endeavour. Art you can not only touch but actually walk on. Imagine that. A near utopian arrangement for me would be stretching out on one of her carpets with a meditation pillow and gazing into the rippling energies of one of her sensual vistas unfolding in a work such as the boldly intimate and revealing “I Enjoy Gazing Down Through the Layers of Myself.”

Donald Brackett is a Vancouver-based art critic and curator. A former Executive Director of both the Professional Art Dealers Association of Canada and the Ontario Association of Art Galleries. His most recent book was on the life and work of conceptual artist Yoko Ono.