HORRIPILATIONS: THE ART OF J.K. POTTERBy J.K. POTTER,
NIGEL SUCKLING (Dragon’s World; 1993)
The above are descriptions of the photographic artwork of J.K.
Potter, who creates stunningly hallucinogenic, horrific renderings.
Potter’s photographs, ingeniously manipulated via seamlessly
incorporated negative exposures, airbrushed graphics and seemingly
incongruous images, are quite simply the closest visual representations of
true nightmares ever conceived. HORRIPILATIONS
was the first-ever book devoted to Potter’s art, and if you ask me it
was long overdue.
J.K. Potter is an artist of whom you should all be aware.
His work graced the covers and pages of dozens of horror novels
throughout the eighties and nineties, with special attention paid to
masters of the form like Ramsey Campbell and Dennis Etchison.
In this manner I’ve become familiar with Potter’s work over the
years; the authors and publishers may differ, but Potter’s artwork, with
its unmistakable touchstones, has remained a welcome constant.
Of course, as this book makes clear, Potter has done far more than
mere illustrations (although Potter’s commissioned works are still among
his most striking). Quite a
few “Private Works” are included herein, many featuring the
dark-haired performance artist Lydia Lunch (the best of which, entitled
“Strange Contemplation”, has Lunch’s bodiless head cupped in a hand
attached to a bent arm that ends in a tattooed leg).
From a purely illustrative standpoint HORRIPILATIONS isn’t the
best J.K. Potter book on the market--that would be 1996’s NEUROTICA,
which contains a more potent selection of Potter masterworks--but it is
vital, as, along with an admiring introduction by Stephen King (for whom
Potter illustrated a sought-after limited edition of SKELETON CREW) it
includes much biographical information you won’t find anywhere else,
along with detailed descriptions of Potter’s unique creative process.
This is courtesy of text by Nigel Suckling, who interviewed his
subject at length.
Apparently the Louisiana-based Potter learned his trade by working
as a retoucher for portrait photographers: “I was the guy who magically
removed all the poisonous zits from high school yearbook pictures...I
straightened ties, smoothed down hair, trimmed the fat from countless
chins and even zipped up the mayor’s pants once”.
That of course was long before the advent of digital technology,
meaning Potter did his work through pencils and dyes--and continued in
that vein, creating his surreal masterworks in black-and-white via
out-of-date technology (when colors are called for he fills them in by
hand).
It’s impossible to tell this from looking at Potter’s pictures,
which have a sleek, professional sheen.
They’re drafted with a mind-boggling skill that makes it
virtually impossible to discern where the photography ends and the
airbrushing begins, or vice versa. What
ultimately shines through, though, is the sheer conceptual genius; like
the finest surreal artists, Potter seemingly has the ability to pluck
images from his subconscious direct and unvarnished.
What redeeming value this stuff may have, if any, is pondered at
some length toward the end of the book by Suckling.
He ultimately decides that Potter’s nightmarish art is
therapeutic in its reminder that horror is a shared experience; I’m not
sure I entirely agree, but it’s as good an explanation as any as to why
we’re drawn to the stuff. The
fact is that if you’re a horror fan of any stripe you owe it to yourself
to gaze upon J.K. Potter’s bold, shivery, darkly beautiful art.
You won’t forget it...no matter how hard you try! |