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Acknowledgements
I would like to thank Van Badham, Ian Butler, Dr. Christina Chau, Brad Coleman, Dr. Thea
Costantino, Dr. Christopher Crouch, Tom Hogan, Mungo and Camper Honey-Castleden,
Vashti Innes-Brown, Kim Kim Kim, Johanna Niessner, Amber McCartney, Dave McCartney,
Jo McCartney, Xavier Pardos, Francis Russell, Dr. Anne Schilo, Nena Smith, Tom Smith, Jack
Wansbrough, the staff at John Curtin Gallery, all my friends, family, PhD comrades, and
Dr. Andrew Sunley Smith for all his love and support.
The above quote is taken from an essay published under the title Les
Dames Artistes in what was, at time of its publication in 1836, Frances
principal art journal. It appeared during a heady year; the painting
community of Paris heaved with the activity of famous talents like Corot,
Delaroche, Delacroix and Ingres - their pack thick with the stereotype of
the passionate, visionary, heroic painter. Delacroix was passionately in
love with passion, but coldly determined to express passion as clearly
as possible, gushed Beaudelaire. Delaroche declared There is one
thing more powerful than kings and all the soldiers of the world - and
that is the visionary who has the courage to persevere. Ingres adopted
self-swagger; Ce que lon sait, il faut le savoir lpe la main, was a
repeated quip, its bombastic translation: Whatever you know, you must
know it with sword in hand.
But this role of heroic artist was a masculine preserve - and therefore not
one with which the LArtiste essayist wished the women painters of Paris
enfranchised. The essayist sought the participation of female artists only
in those forms of painting that would suit those with family duties, and
those who are of a modest and retiring disposition.
Its now 2015, and as a woman painter and a feminist artist, Lauren
McCartneys preoccupation is the contemporary persistence of
patriarchal mythology that lionises the great, strong, passionate,
enduringly male, heroic artist. With both Nochlins conclusions and
the masculinist cult of the post-Pollockian action painter in mind,
McCartneys subject in Gestural Riot takes her physical weakness as a
woman to the large canvasses of great painting. McCartney certainly
knows painting, but the sword in her hand is a needle of ridicule.
McCartney satirises her gendered exclusion from the greatness