Susan Rothenberg: Emotions
I think I care about beauty, but I don't go for it.
I hope it sometimes might be in there.
I think maybe more in terms of a beautiful moment than trying to figure out what beauty is.
I hope that my paintings can be emotional moments for people.
I just know that it takes a certain emotional lock in for me to commit to a painting.
And a certain timidity at first, and then the second painting, and then I might go back to the first painting,
And then force some more bravery on it,
And say, "Oh, this is okay. You can handle this."
I have given myself full range of the painting.
I don't limit myself in anyway. I know I'm not a landscape painter. I know that. I know that's sombody else's job.
And I don't think I'm a still life painter.
But I would like to think that I can paint portraits, which I have not successfully done.
I'd like to think that the whole thing is wide open and that I don't have to abide by any rules, anymore.
But I was happy to when I was young, because it looked like a very radical world.
And I really wanted to be part of it.
We had to put that dog down, because she was in kidney failure.
And I was holding her before the doctor did that, and I wanted to make a painting about it.
How it felt, to remember her by.
And I've had the arm... Everywhere you see this darker tone, I've had the arm there. [chuckles]
I had it like this, like this, then I could not figure out where the feet should be,
Then, I couldn't figure out where the arm might be coming of the body.
And finally, I decided to stop worrying about it. All I wanted was that dog held there,
And my sneakers grounding the bottom of the painting.
I just felt so sad, and so... I felt the loss of this dog quite a lot. So I just try to recover her for a moment in the painting.
It's completely personal.
And I could see that the hand's not painted well enough... That one is, that one isn't.
[WOMAN, OFF SCREEN] Which one?
[ROTHENBERG] The left hand is just fine. It's doing what it needs to do.
This one is blobby. [laughs]
It needs some wristbones, and some fingernails, and some definition.
In the paintings where it's there--the tenderness--I work for it.
I'm not afraid of it. If I could put my bleeding fucking heart in there, I would. [chuckles]
But as it is, it's her and my arms and my shoes.
You know, in the most all-embracing kind of send off that I could give her.