I first visited the Tate Modern when I was 14 years old on a school trip. I walked into the building and was met by a hoard of performers who copied my every action with exaggerated expressions (including me running away, screaming with my arms up in the air. Art can be frightening sometimes). Following this encounter, I explored the building, discovering works by some of the greatest contemporary artists. I remember being close to tears when I first saw a Picasso, following each brush stoke with absolute awe as the world around me muted and I was absorbed into this world of passionate youth for just a moment. Coming from a sheltered life where culture is overlooked, it was on this London trip when I decided that 'art' would be the path I follow.
Now at the end of my studies, I no longer feel that burning passion for Picasso, whose works I will only be able to have in my home if it is on a poster from Amazon, or I marry a very very rich man. Art is to be collected, in both memories and in our own personal collection. By collecting art and putting it up on your own wall, the audience is spread further from only those who are able to make it to a gallery, making that piece of art not just intensely personal to your own collection, but universal as everyone who passes through your door enters your own gallery. The word is ever expansive, never to be defined by single sentence, and that one piece of art is open to each person's individual interpretation, and your changing views over the years. We all have our own definition of the term 'art'. It is the fuel to our inspirations that gush through our veins. It’s the reason we get out of bed in the morning. It’s the fire underneath us which burns our ass into achieving more from life.
My mum always tells people that she saves all my artwork from school in case I’m famous one day. Although the dream of being an artist is no more, I appreciate the sentiment that my mum still believes in me. Boys by Girls hone in on the genuine talent of those to have not been fully appreciated; those who are not as known as they should be. Nourishing and enriching our viewers with freshly scouted talent, we are a project with the same dedicated belief and support that my mum gives me.
One thing that my mum is correct about is the fact that art does indeed increase in value over time, with works being used as an asset to place one's wealth. However, art collecting is not just for the elite who buy Damien Hirst Formaldehyde Cows and Jeff Koons Balloon Animals. A collector is simply a person who gathers together the things that provoke an emotion within us - and when a collection is formed, it provides a sense of order.
I recently saw the Bowie/Collector exhibition at Sotheby's, showcasing David Bowie's personal art collection - what struck me was how much the exhibition space exuded the glam rockstar's aura, as I genuinely felt that I was wandering through his apartment. Bowie showed that collecting art is another form of personal expression and he explored and exhibited himself - and no-one else - through this collection, particular pieces from a range of artists chosen to create a new whole. When it comes to collecting art, you should follow your own instincts, tastes and passions. Embrace the exciting world of various mediums and styles.
The collection of prints Boys by Girls Magazine offer are all from artists and illustrators that we believe harmonise together; their styles lend to one another, complimenting a narrative that runs through the collection. Our faith and admiration for the artists we feature is something worth investing in.
Your personal collection can either begin or expand with the photographic and illustrative prints we sell,
which you can purchase from the BBG Shop
. Our latest addition of prints are by the talented Yoko Tanaka, and is a collection of three limisted edition pieces also published in our tenth aniversary issue "Muse". Find out more about Yoko's triptych from the mouth of the artist here
Images by Cecilie Harris.
Words by Tim Sprague.