Frances Hamilton: Books and Painted Stories

FRANCES HAMILTON: BOOKS AND PAINTED STORIES
Cutler / Slaviridis Gallery, Boston, MA, January, 1981.

(Orig­i­nally published in Art New England, February, 1981.)

This delightful exhi­bition of paintings and painted books in gouache with occa­sional gold leaf and sequins clearly shows that Frances Hamilton has been inspired by Persian and Indian miniature paintings. This influence is espe­cially strong in the char­ac­ter­istic use of flat abstract and flower patterns to describe land­scape and divide space and in the story-telling tradition. Hamilton’s work also has the magical, enclosed quality of illus­trated children’s books. By capturing the feeling of enchantment found in those books, these paintings evoke fairy tales, stories from the Arabian Nights, and other joys of childhood.

The stories are implied by the titles and told through the images, which are present either in small painted books or in long, hori­zontal panels that cannot be seen all at once but unfold slowly. All of the works, even the abstract pieces, take place in the same imag­inary, completely self-contained universe. It is a world made up of flat, painted pattern pieces suggesting the big, flat expanses of deserts, oceans, and skies. In the distance there often can be seen fantastic archi­tecture: luxu­rious inte­riors and elab­orate floors, stairways, and columns. Through these spaces the char­acters– beau­tiful, languid men and women in elab­orate clothes – float, cavort, and dream. The pictures capture our imag­i­nation with the inven­tiveness and charm of the patterns painted in clear, harmo­nious colors and with lively, lyrical forms of the elements and their graceful balance on the page, all heightened by the sense of a story unfolding before us.

The Silk Route is a desert land­scape made up of flower and geomet­rical patters and mosques and fortified towns in the distance. Images of a meal on a golden table, a love triangle, a pool surrounded by palm trees and cedars, two women in gold chadors under a canopy all drift as in a dream. In The Night Veil, a pair of lovers sleep in a sea of cloth and billowing forms that may represent waves or moun­tains or perhaps clouds in a lyrical evocation of love and sleep. The Story of Green, a small abstract collage of painted papers and gold leaf sewn and fastened together, has the same dreamlike, evocative feeling as the figu­rative work.

One of the painted books, Jealousy, contains a dozen small paintings bound together. The pictures evoke jealous dreams that some­times soothe and some­times torment in images of longing, pleasure, rage, and inde­pen­dence. Espe­cially beau­tiful is a page showing a woman riding on a horse, her eyes flashing, her hair blowing in the wind in the night air.

For Frances Hamilton these painted books and stories seem to be a way of reaching into and recap­turing the past – both the cultural past of other painting tradi­tions and the personal past of childhood reading. She has seized and refash­ioned much-loved images, memories, and dreams, trans­forming them, with clarity and intensity, into a fully re-imagined universe. It is this trans­for­mation – the serious, difficult task of art – that underlies and illu­mi­nates the surface charm of these paintings and gives the work its power to enchant.

by Rebecca Nemser for rebeccanemser.com

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