Richard Bledsoe “Ghost Town” acrylic on canvas 30″ x 30″
“Don’t wait for inspiration. It comes while one is working.”
-Henri Matisse
So while this blog will be an ongoing confrontation with the forces of evil, I realize an endless presentation of complaint and attack would be tiresome. It also does not reflect the positive vision I have of this life.
The world is full of joy, and the Lord has put us here to have life more abundantly. I relish the work that I’m doing-the painting, the writing, the sense that I can make a difference in this time of need-and that many others are also rising to the challenges that our society is facing.
Our brave founding fathers put everything they had on the line to create a new way of existence on this planet. Their ideas, while immanently practical, also contained true hope and faith in individual potential. Now it’s our turn to make sure America, the greatest of human endeavors, survives for future generations to experience.
Still so much to be done! It’s all so exciting.
Richard Bledsoe “Rider” Acrylic on canvas 18″ x 18″
After being exposed to the Remodernist manifesto of Charles Thomson/Billy Childish, I was compelled to write down my own ideas. This statement was introduced in the original Phoenix Remodernist exhibit “The Soul on Earth” in September 2010 at Deus Ex Machina Gallery; a revised version was produced for the Trunk Space Gallery “A Young City in An Ancient Land” in January 2012. Although used as a curator’s statement for these shows, the ideas are general enough to serve as a manifesto for the Phoenix Remodernist movement.
No one should be surprised, because it’s the same old story. The era of dissolution has come around again.
Civilization is seething, crumbling the carefully constructed but carelessly maintained social structures which have been taken for granted. This breakdown is global in scale, and it is accelerating; for millions of people, life will never be the same. It is the end times. But more importantly, it is also a new beginning.
As this turmoil unfolds, challenging our most basic assumptions, artists in Phoenix are contributing to the latest chapter of the ongoing story of art. There’s still plenty of groupthink Postmodern work getting made: redundant formalism, paint-by-numbers pop, and insubstantial conceptualism. Detached and irrelevant, these modes of art do capture something of the spirit of this era, as a time of decay. Invested in the old order, a cozy cocoon of crony capitalism, the creators of these works are provisioning a tomb with mummified ideas and simulated treasures.
However, there are artists who reject the futile remake/sequel dynamic that has come to dominate the establishment. All throughout the Valley of the Sun there are artists whose work is not contrived to fit existing art templates, but is an organic outgrowth of their own experiences and personalities. These artists work in a variety of styles and mediums, and no one label would fit them all.
Among all this diverse creativity, some artists, while following their individual visions, have arrived at common ground. Phoenix Remodernism has grown into a recognizable movement.
Our work is appropriate for a young city in an ancient land. With the wonder of youth, we wander in the ruins of fossilized civilization. With our own hands, we assemble from the debris affectionate homages to the human condition, works afflicted with humor and humbled by grace. We don’t care about impressing the gatekeepers, we want to interact with everyone. We are story tellers. We love where we’ve come from, and we preserve that love for the future to see. We invoke an eerie nostalgia for the past, for we accept we will be joining that infinite regression. We are the latest iteration of the American character: ordinary people working as explorers and inventors, self-reliant and productive. We make a complex art for complex times.
Remodernism began in London in 1999, founded by punk rock Renaissance man Billy Childish and painter Charles Thomson as a protest against elitist art world politics. Remodernism recognizes art making as an inclusive, spiritual activity, and encourages a DIY mentality.
Remoderism is the return of art as a revelation. We are showing things about ourselves that can also be universally recognized. Our art symbolically represents flawed, searching humanity participating in birth, existence and death. It is mysterious and moving, comic and tragic, clumsy and elegant. It is a celebration of the beauty and weirdness of life.
-Richard Bledsoe

When I was painting this image, a forerunner of my Bestiary series, I was somewhat obsessed with the idea representing the uterus-it was important that the animal be female. Later I found out the hippopotamus was an ancient Egyptian fertility symbol. A grinning gift from the collective unconscious, a rubenesque mammal wading in the milky sea.

I do my acrylic paintings in my home studio. Acrylics are a water based medium; they are non-toxic and easy to clean up after. Michele and I share the front room of our house as our studio.
This is my easel by the front door, featuring a work in progress. On the table is the CD player (music is crucial to the creative mood), coffee cup (caffeine is also essential), brush tub for brush cleaning, and a space for paints, brushes, books and papers to accumulate.
“Behold!” – Richard Bledsoe oil on canvas 30″ x 36″
“I heard the second beast say, ‘Come and see.’ And there went out another horse that was red: and power was given to him…” – Revelation 6:3
This painting was started at my former studio space at the Paper Heart in 2007. When that venue closed the painting was moved in an unresolved state to my current studio Deus Ex Machina, and became the first oil painting completed there in early 2008.
This was the first work in what I refer to as my Bestiary-a series of original paintings focused on the animal as allegory.
The love of nature channeled through the symbolizing imagination. The acknowledgement of feelings stirred by beasts-the contradictory sense both of kinship and utter, unknowable difference. The assignment of moral attributes and spiritual significance to creatures of primal instincts. A tribute to life’s bizarre and powerful manifestations.
Sold to a private collector in June 2012.