It’s been a few months since I posted anything. Much like any pursuit, life tends to get in the way.
I’ve been working the normal job for awhile now. I’ve basically been trying to play adult with bills and banks for the moment. I have been making work. I didn’t paint for about two months after the residency. I had about two or three shows since I got back as well. So I don’t feel so lazy. It took me awhile to get my head back in the game though. There is a hard pressing feeling when new ideas are trying to breathe and meld with eachother. I sometimes wish I could force it out, but that would just lead to a waste of time.
So i put energy into other adventures. a little bit of traveling, writing here and there, playing music again, and then drawing. I ended up finding a box of color pencils I’ve had since 98. I also ended up finding a sketch book of natural paper. This has been the catalyst I’ve needed. I’ve been breaking down the concepts of the body, movement, dimensions, and the unknown. The work still revolves around the autobiographical mythology. I’m starting to understand the characters/deities and the world they live in…(My head/soul). This has lead to other ideas about time, space, the nature of “magic”, the sight, and the dimensions. So things are opening up… Now I just need to pull the trigger. I have sketches and new work mapped out. now I just have to pull the trigger.
This piece was a installation that consisted of four pieces. Two paintings as focal points, a base shrine, and the center piece.
The center piece was a cage suspended in air using yarn to hold it’s weight in a tunnel or tornado like fashion. Inside the cage held
slips of paper I like to refer as cosmic symbols that were partially burned.
The whole piece represents the the connection to the other worlds. One painting showing sexual desire and it’s link to release.
One painting showing the passing of life into death and then rebirth back into life. The Shrine representing the elements of the world and our
connection to the material. Last is the cage. This area that few can grasp… This divinity to be here in the material world, and yet have a connection
to the beyond. Much like they say prophets connect to the world beyond our own.
With a taste for the dramatic and symbolic, I shed my last days of being in my Twenties on a celebratory experience. The experience would be more life changing than I thought. I boarded the plane heading to Charlotte,NC with a connecting flight to New York, New York. I slept for the most part on the way to Charlotte. I had the celebration for the night before to contend with at the time.
As I landed, happy to stretch my legs, I was thrusted back into the Middle of America and bits of the South. You forget that people are over weight, not use to seeing people with hair like mine, and over all still afraid of others. I walked around watching the different groups of people huddle at their terminals. Looking at the types of people that go to Fort Lauderdale, Boston, Phoenix, and the like. Weird caricatures of the American life in each little box.
On my connecting flight, headed to New York, I tried to keep my self together. The heat, the altitude, the small flying tube full of of cramped people… All of it started to get to me. I got up to get some water and begged for the flight to be over. Lucky for me this was only an hour long flight. I exited the plane happy to be free, but dreading the New York heat. A muggy, thick heat that lingers and bounces off of all surfaces.
After reclaiming my bags I wondered out of LaGuardia. The lines of people trying to catch cabs was ridiculous. I remembered directions and instructions on how to get to my friends place in Washington Heights. I hopped on the M60 headed in that direction, but to my surprise I realized that I can’t pay for the bus with cash. I had to get a Metrocard. Luckily, the bus driver gave me a nod and simply let me pass with a “Get on Dread”. (Thanks dude.)
A few stops in, and confused as hell I get off… Thinking I was close. I was not. I was in East Harlem. I grabbed a cab and talked to the Cabby. Told him I was from California, I was there to make art in a summer residency. He told me he loved art. Soon I was there, W179th… The cabby helps me get my bags out. I wave him off and drag my luggage across the street. There I was, luggage in hand being stared at by a large group of Dominicans. One dude thought I was lost and told me that the train was a few blocks away. I assured him that I was meeting a friend. I called my friend, who happened to give me the wrong address, as she quickly came down to help me. The doors swing open and there with a big smile was Cathleen.
So as you know the kickstarter is dead. I don’t think a lot of people understand the concept of kickstarter. I had to explain how it worked to some folks. That’s ok. Next time I might go another route. It’s sad to see a project die. It’s sad to see any sort of dream die. This has hit me hard, but I’m pushing forward with some help.
Here are the last few donors over the past week or so.
Arthur JohnstoneRyan Dodge
J. Vanessa Dancer
You should all be receiving your money back soon. I’m still raising funds, and will give work to those who aid. Thanks you all for sharing and funding. I guess we can make a dream come true next time.
I am so grateful and humbled by the generosity of friends, family, strangers, and fans. This week has been nuts. The past two weekends I’ve been working with Artmobilus doing some live paint events. It’s been worth it to interact with the community at large. There are so many beautiful and fun people out there. I actually lost my voice yesterday from talking.
So here are a few of those wonderful and generous people.
Jonathan EstradaRyan Gali
Orlando Barcena Jr
The boys from IFYW
Thanks for helping me get closer to my goal. I still have a ways to go, but I Know that with your help this will happen.
So I’ve gotten a bit of love from friends, and supporters. As promised, here’s a list of supporters that I am grateful to.
You all are amazing people and patrons to the arts. There is a special place in art heaven for you. Your name will also be mentioned in the book once we reach the goal!
I also came up with a plan of the 100 pieces I’ll be doing
12 5×5 wood panels
12 6×6 wood panels
12 8×8 wood panels
12 10×10 wood panels
12 watercolor pieces
12 variant drawing/mixed media
12 varying paintings
2 larger pieces
4 portraits (for backers of the kickstarter)
So here we go. The challenge of a lifetime. This is the pre-game to the big show. I just launched my kickstarter for the residency/book. I’m trying to get to my goals soon. I’ve been thinking about this book for over a year now, and I’ve been lucky enough to get an opportunity to share my talent, learn more, and get advice from a school I deeply am a fan of… SVA (The School of Visual Arts).
Now I have a month to get this all together. Saty tuned to this blog to find out more. Will I be able to go? Will I make my goal of 100 pieces? Will I buckle under the pressure, and collapse into a world of artistic insanity? Who knows? But I can promise it is going to be a hell of a ride. Memorable indeed.
So last week I found out that I was accepted to the summer residency program at SVA in New York. I’m over joyed and still in shock that I got in. Now I have to figure out how to get over there. I plan on starting a kickstarter account within the next few days. The funds will go to travel, materials, and a book that I plan to make at the end of this program. This is going to be one the most mentally, physically, and creative processes of my life. I plan on making 100 pieces in that time span. This includes paintings, drawings, mixed media, and maybe an installation. The process will be documented on this blog.
I’ll post a link to the project very soon. The program actually starts the day after my birthday. No that is some fate in action. I hope to have your support. Thank you all for the encouragement. You guys are the reason I keep pushing.
It was another fine day to go out into the city to sell some work and shake some hands. This time I was joined by fellow artist Adam B. (Franklin).
We found a little spot and made jokes for the most part as we said hello to the passers by. I got three sales that day. A nice young girl from Fresno ought a piece from Adam and I. (Sorry I forgot your name dear.) She and her crew seemed pretty chill. I love people that can just laugh with strangers as though we have met before. Later a this laid back cat named Nick bought one of my drawings. He was pretty stoked about it. I was pretty stoked that he was stoked… ( So my stoke going around.) I hope they both love their new art pieces. Thanks again you guys for buying and supporting the work.
Sadly, a bike cop came by to fuck with us. We were told to leave even though we weren’t hurting anyone. In fact a lot of the locals gave us praise for being out there. It’s a shame that we can’t go out, and just show art while trying to make grocery money. The sad part was there were folks out there doing worst things then we were, and that cop just rolled by. Fuck that dude. Hurting the potential of people just trying to get by.
Ah well. C’est la vie…
Hope to see you for some great art, music and complimentary beverages.
If you are in San Francisco you should come by. Show some love.
This is going to be a great time.
So the show at 1314 Grant (World Apparel) went great. So many people came out to show some love. I’m was so over whelmed. I mean, wow! I was so surprised. The Maritime Collective came through with some awesome work, and our day of the dead shrine was well received. I’m currently working on finishing my piece “Knowledge: The Curse”. This piece has been haunting me for months. I’m happy that it did. It challenges me. I wish I just didn’t take breaks in between… yet, maybe those were necessary. It allowed me to work out the narrative of Knowledge along with the rest of the gods and goddesses.
I have a few new Illustrations in the works. I feel like changing things up with a few drawings. I wish things were moving faster, but I appreciate every chance I get to keep moving forward. “Just keep painting”… this is the phrase that plays over and over… “Just keep creating” is the chorus. “Believe” is the title.
Here’s a few pictures from the show. These were done by my cool photog friend Tracy Chung.