I've had fun making unkind remarks about this fashion trend, not only because I find the drawing so bad but because the "concepts" that supposedly justify this trade off frequently turn out to be mewling platitudes. Any artist who claims, "I'm so smart I don't have to draw well" better have more convincing evidence than the pop psychology that pervades so much of today's drawing.
But every once in a while, some artist gets it right. They shed the straightjacket of representational drawing while still preserving the important elements: a sensitive, meaningful line, a deep appreciation for form, a strong sense for design and composition. And they use their freedom from realism to infuse their work with a conceptual profundity that was never witnessed in the golden age of illustration.
Exhibit A is this excellent drawing by John Cuneo:
This is a small drawing, about 8 inches tall. We can tell from Cuneo's subtle treatment of color and line that this picture will require genuine attention if we are to understand what the artist is up to:
|Strange, mismatched eyes give this face a distinctive character|
Cuneo recognizes that if you are going to reinvent the human form, it can't just be because you're too lazy to learn anatomy. Here is an artist who has made an emotional investment in his variations.
There are a thousand ways one might draw a doll with a loose, casual line but it is extremely difficult to achieve the kind of unnerving distortions that frighten us in voodoo dolls and African totem figures.
|A hilarious masterpiece of dehumanization|
Below, Cuneo adds another layer of horror:
Note how subtly the artist diminishes the distinction between men and dogs by putting a business shirt on the dog in the corner. At the same time, in the same corner, we are reminded that dogs are slobbering beasts:
That wonderfully drawn "slobbering beast" visually echoes a slobbering human beast on the left:
But this drawing is no simple polemic. The slothful dog under the table in the background adds a very different (and important) flavor, as does the falling cup of coffee (I love that shadow).
It would be a mistake to go on vivisecting this brilliant little drawing, speculating about symbolism or second guessing the artist's intentions. I have no idea how much of this drawing is conscious and how much is intuitive. Cuneo steadfastly refuses to explain any of his drawings, and for good reason. They are better than that.
For me, this drawing is the visual equivalent of a Pinter play or a Kafka short story, every bit as profound and smart and funny. I think it is work of enduring value.