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Dog Fighting Facts
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John LeKay: How long have you been painting for and do you use
oils?
Joe
Machine:
I’ve been painting on and off for about eighteen years. I keep
mostly to the same style as I always have, using events from my
life, watering down acrylic, painting heavy with oils. I try and
depict as much of my environment as possible, my version of the
truth. It’s usually like that.
JL: The one of the pit bull is very bloody and disturbing. What inspired this
painting?
JM: I
painted this picture as a response to watching the 48th
dog fight at Southall Market, a gypsy horse market in London. My
family are Romanies; and dog fighting, along with bare knuckle
fights, cock fights and hare coursing, is part of English gypsy
culture. Brutality of this sort is acceptable with the gypsy
fraternity. I don’t endorse it, but it’s part of my past and
something which I have had to work with over the years. After this
contest (the one in the painting) I decided never to watch another
dog fight. During the match, one of the dogs was mauled so badly it
had to be put down afterwards. The other dog, the victor, ended up
having one of its ears removed. I painted it as I remembered it. I
had to do it this way. You don’t take sketches at dog fights. Romany
people are very suspicious, even of their own kind. The title of the
painting Until the last dog is hung relates to animals
fighting to the death, as is usually the way.
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JL:
Is the woman with beehive hairdo and red dress (with the Skeleton in a suit) a portrait of your mother? Why the skeleton?
JM: My mother’s last cigarette
is a painting of my mother smoking herself to death. My mother died
in 1995 in a cheap hotel in a suburb of Athens, while we were on
holiday in Greece. I was very close to my mother. She had a heart
condition that nobody knew about. I found her dead in her room one
morning. Her death completely altered the course of my life. Up
until then I had been involved in crime and thieving. I was
self-motivated and mono-interested. After my mother’s death, I began
writing and painting about my experiences; the fear of death and
life became my subject matter. This painting – my mother is gaunt
and stick thin, fag in hand, skeleton leering over her shoulder –
was an attempt on my behalf to illustrate my fear. I had to paint my
mother as I felt she was before she died.
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JL: This one looks a little like Egon Schiele, or a deflated
blowup doll. Who is the nude woman with
the boney knees, yellow hair in a bun and choker?
JM: The blonde woman in the choker
is an ex-girlfriend. I could blather on about the destructive
relationship I had with her but it is probably pointless. It’s a
fairly early painting. I tried to show her as a two bob slag, which
was what I thought of her at the time. Painting her and other women
I have had relationships with is a way of working out insecurities
attached to myself rather than other people. Painting this
particular woman made me realise what I was actually trying to get
at was my own cheapness. People who paint only paint themselves
regardless of whatever else they might tell you. Any similarities to
Schiele are accidental. I don’t look at other artists’ work. I don’t
go to galleries. There’s a reason for this.
JL: What about other influences on your
work?
JM:
I don’t like to be influenced, although it’s impossible to maintain
complete originality. The style of my work depends more on my
physical or financial situation. I work with few colours and mix
them, usually because I can’t afford too much paint. My grandfather
painted like this, and his work has influenced me more than any of
the “old school” artists. Most modern painters are mugs because they
are obsessed with being artists rather than finding meaning in what
they are doing. What these people are really after is celebrity,
even though they might say otherwise. They are compelled by a
desperation for love and acceptance. They make caricatures out of
themselves.
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JL: Who is the sailor with the sinewy oriental hooker in blue?
JM: The depictions of the
sailor are usually me. This is not so much from life.
JL: Were you ever in the navy?
You seem to paint quite a few Navy pictures like the one of the
sailor slashing the mans throat.
JM: I never stood any chance of
getting into the navy because of my criminal convictions. To be
honest, I would never have even tried. I never had the bottle. I
grew up in a navy town. Some of my school friends’ fathers were
sailors. They were violent men. During my childhood I often saw
these men drunk and fighting each other, sometimes with weapons.
Some of my earliest memories are of violence. I remember
chucking-out times in the seafront pubs on a Friday night. Blood all
over the pavement, women screaming. For this reason, sailors have
always frightened me. They turn up in my paintings so often because
I like to address my vulnerability in relation to these men. When I
resurrect these men, I often give them my face, probably because of
my own involvement in violence and my nervous and often cowardly
behaviour.
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JL: Who is the woman with the
stockings sitting in the fancy red velvet chair?
JM: This is a
painting of my wife Elise, painted while I was out on bail in 2004.
During six weeks, I managed to paint fifteen paintings and did
around eighty drawings while I was sitting around waiting for the
crown prosecution service to assess my case. In the end they threw it
out due to ‘unreliable’ evidence against me. I painted Elise a lot
because I spent almost all of that period with her. I do tend to
paint women a lot more. They are easier than men
JL: Do you usually
work on wood and do you work from photos, modals or memory?
JM: As I said earlier, what materials I use depends on what I
can afford. I started working on wood initially because I had a load
of plywood lying around in my back yard. I made my own frames and
bought some acrylic paint. In the past, I worked like this out of
necessity, but it’s something that I’ve developed and carried on
with, even when I’ve had a bit more cash. I work from a combination
of life, sketches and painting from memory. I tend to paint people
or scenes from my life.
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