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Thursday, July 23, 2009
If I were in Prison...all I'd ever need is a sketchbook...and uh..food and water.
When I was a child, all I ever wanted to be was to become an artist. Well, that and the occasional fantasies of being a Ninja Turtle, but realistically, I wanted to become an artist. When everything else in my life goes to shit, I can always rely on making art to distract me temporarily until shit calms down. WELL... now I’m shit deep in student loans and shit ain’t calming down! You bet your ass I’ve been busy making art.
First off, I was involved in this:
(click image to follow link)
Here’s the weekly dig using my sculpture to promote the event. They didn’t mention my name, but they did mention the opening reception date…too bad it’s WRONG!
(click image to follow link)
Here’s ArtSake blogging about Glovebox. They used a picture I gave Liz and Jodie concerning the progress of my work.
(click image to follow link) Here’s Glovebox doing a blog about my participation with Junko Revival. They sent me some questions and I answered them.
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Here’s “Wicked Local” covering the event with a picture of my sculpture complete with title, medium, and gasp! Artist name. Recognition at last.
Go check it out...the art will be up till August 8 so you have time to check them out.
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Here’s the thing…
I never leave my apartment without my man-purse or “murse,” because it carries essential tools for my daily adventures; a camera, an Ipod, pens and pencils of different sizes and colors, but most importantly, it carries my sketchbook, which acts like a diary or a journal to me. I once lost a murse carrying one of my sketchbooks once and I’ve never forgiven myself for doing so…Actually, that’s a lie, at the time I didn’t feel bad because when I searched the bar I last saw it—I instead got a phone number and a date with a fairly attractive girl who worked there. When she ended up being frighteningly weird and kinda psychotic after our first date, THEN I started feeling bad about losing my murse and sketchbook.
Back to the topic! Anyways, when I want to make some art that isn’t elaborately big or time consuming….I look to my murse and attack my sketchbook. I will now show you selected pages from it:
(pencil on paper)
(ink on paper)
I love comedic violence and this was from a film Carlos and me were involved in. I’m quite fond of characters who—after being severely beaten, taken multiple lacerations, gun shot wounds, stab wounds, lose massive amount of blood and other ridiculousness—they just absolutely refuse to die. They’re like the terminator except they feel pain and it’s hilarious. Anyways, that’s me being stubborn and giving the salute while Carlos beats me with a two by four.
(markers on paper)
“What? Why?” that was the reaction I got from Sarah when I told her I wanted to draw her. I mean she understands how natural it is for me to ask people if I could draw them just like I understand how natural it is for her to think it’s creepy. Phew…good thing I’m already going out with her. Anyways, her reaction after I finished this was “You made me look cool.” To which I will simply and cockily reply…. “psshh—I know.”
Ok…. so the next following crop of art are Improv Asylum oriented. It’s almost a year since I had the awkward job interview at this place and it’s almost a year since I pretended to like beer in order to fit in working here. Anyways, the point is I’m quite fond of this place.
(markers on paper)
(markers on paper)
(colored pencils on black artagain paper)
(markers on paper)
(ink and markers on paper)
I wanted to show the poster I made for the current NXT revue called “LOST IN BOSTON or Something Wicked Pissah This Way Comes” But that’ll probably be considered a sketch spoiler. SO if you’re in the Boston Area…go to the Improv Asylum on Wendesday or Sunday for the 8PM show. My poster’s hilarity relies on their execution of the sketch and they do execute excellently…. go see it.
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The last batch of artworks on here, are posters I made for Harvard plays and Operas.
(Acrylic on panel)
(Acrylic on Board)
(Acrylic and Digital on Board)
And that’s it for now. I really wanted to make more art to show on here but shit will never calm down this way, as I actually have to confront my student loans dilemma. Being an Artist is hard… I wonder if it’s not too late to pursue a career as a ninja turtle.
First off, I was involved in this:
Go check it out...the art will be up till August 8 so you have time to check them out.
________________________________
Here’s the thing…
I never leave my apartment without my man-purse or “murse,” because it carries essential tools for my daily adventures; a camera, an Ipod, pens and pencils of different sizes and colors, but most importantly, it carries my sketchbook, which acts like a diary or a journal to me. I once lost a murse carrying one of my sketchbooks once and I’ve never forgiven myself for doing so…Actually, that’s a lie, at the time I didn’t feel bad because when I searched the bar I last saw it—I instead got a phone number and a date with a fairly attractive girl who worked there. When she ended up being frighteningly weird and kinda psychotic after our first date, THEN I started feeling bad about losing my murse and sketchbook.
Back to the topic! Anyways, when I want to make some art that isn’t elaborately big or time consuming….I look to my murse and attack my sketchbook. I will now show you selected pages from it:
(pencil on paper)
(ink on paper)
I love comedic violence and this was from a film Carlos and me were involved in. I’m quite fond of characters who—after being severely beaten, taken multiple lacerations, gun shot wounds, stab wounds, lose massive amount of blood and other ridiculousness—they just absolutely refuse to die. They’re like the terminator except they feel pain and it’s hilarious. Anyways, that’s me being stubborn and giving the salute while Carlos beats me with a two by four.
(markers on paper)
“What? Why?” that was the reaction I got from Sarah when I told her I wanted to draw her. I mean she understands how natural it is for me to ask people if I could draw them just like I understand how natural it is for her to think it’s creepy. Phew…good thing I’m already going out with her. Anyways, her reaction after I finished this was “You made me look cool.” To which I will simply and cockily reply…. “psshh—I know.”
Ok…. so the next following crop of art are Improv Asylum oriented. It’s almost a year since I had the awkward job interview at this place and it’s almost a year since I pretended to like beer in order to fit in working here. Anyways, the point is I’m quite fond of this place.
(markers on paper)
(markers on paper)
(colored pencils on black artagain paper)
(markers on paper)
(ink and markers on paper)
I wanted to show the poster I made for the current NXT revue called “LOST IN BOSTON or Something Wicked Pissah This Way Comes” But that’ll probably be considered a sketch spoiler. SO if you’re in the Boston Area…go to the Improv Asylum on Wendesday or Sunday for the 8PM show. My poster’s hilarity relies on their execution of the sketch and they do execute excellently…. go see it.
_____________________________________________
The last batch of artworks on here, are posters I made for Harvard plays and Operas.
(Acrylic on panel)
(Acrylic on Board)
(Acrylic and Digital on Board)
And that’s it for now. I really wanted to make more art to show on here but shit will never calm down this way, as I actually have to confront my student loans dilemma. Being an Artist is hard… I wonder if it’s not too late to pursue a career as a ninja turtle.
Friday, February 27, 2009
The longest February...
This month is supposed to be the shortest month compared to the other ones. But it's crawling and certainly taking its time. Anyways! Some Art News!
I'm involved in this (click image for more info):
SPIN: a glovebox art show
Showing: March 1st-March 29th
Rescue Apparel & Accessories
252 Brighton Avenue, Allston
Opening Reception: March 1st, 6-9pm
The theme was Cassettes and Records...So I decided to nail some cassette tape I found at the goodwill store to a foam board. I wanted to destroy it, basically. As wonderful as cassette tapes were to me back in the day-- they are obsolete in today's world of MP3s. It also shed some light on my mood at the time of its making. A sudden realization that what was once great back then, needs to be discarded for something much greater. I decided to make the background look like the surface of concrete, like a tombstone. Anyways, here it is:
The LHO Otello Poster is finally finished! It's hanging around several spots in the Harvard Yard area. I got myself a copy and decided to steal another one for a friend when I realized, everyone has been stealing it. Weird. While working at the Harvard Box Office, a man bought tickets to this event and asked if there were any extra Otello posters that I could give him. It felt good to have your work wanted...still...I had to tell him "No". Anyways, below is the process of how this poster was finished:
first the preliminary drawing....guess who modelled?
Then I added the base color...or something...
Then the finish...
When it was scanned and printed by the producers of the show...it looked over-contrasted and it lost it's bluish sky....still, the badass-look remains.
Now...let's open up the sketch book and scan some sketches shall we?
I finally watched "Requiem for a Dream" and although the film's execution was brilliant... the plot made me depressed...and it stuck with me for many weeks... I decided to draw Marlon Wayans at his least funniest....
Here I tried sketching my day... I was sick as hell but decided to go to work anyways. I wasn't able to finish it...but the last scene was just going to be me sleeping.
Ok...so this is Janice. Should I talk about Janice? No... I'll just say she had a nice body, especially her back...so I decided to draw it.
At one point, while thinking of something to draw...i decided to outline my hand...you know, like how you start when you draw stupid drawings of turkeys. Anyways, I made a task for myself of trying to make the hand pop out of it's 2D world....
Finally...this isn't a drawing, but one night...while I was feeling like absolute shite.... I made myself some hot chocolate with marshmellows.....as I was about to take a sip from the mug I noticed the hot chocolate was smiling at me. It made me smile back...so I decided to take a picture.
The End.
I'm involved in this (click image for more info):
SPIN: a glovebox art show
Showing: March 1st-March 29th
Rescue Apparel & Accessories
252 Brighton Avenue, Allston
Opening Reception: March 1st, 6-9pm
The theme was Cassettes and Records...So I decided to nail some cassette tape I found at the goodwill store to a foam board. I wanted to destroy it, basically. As wonderful as cassette tapes were to me back in the day-- they are obsolete in today's world of MP3s. It also shed some light on my mood at the time of its making. A sudden realization that what was once great back then, needs to be discarded for something much greater. I decided to make the background look like the surface of concrete, like a tombstone. Anyways, here it is:
The LHO Otello Poster is finally finished! It's hanging around several spots in the Harvard Yard area. I got myself a copy and decided to steal another one for a friend when I realized, everyone has been stealing it. Weird. While working at the Harvard Box Office, a man bought tickets to this event and asked if there were any extra Otello posters that I could give him. It felt good to have your work wanted...still...I had to tell him "No". Anyways, below is the process of how this poster was finished:
first the preliminary drawing....guess who modelled?
Then I added the base color...or something...
Then the finish...
When it was scanned and printed by the producers of the show...it looked over-contrasted and it lost it's bluish sky....still, the badass-look remains.
Now...let's open up the sketch book and scan some sketches shall we?
I finally watched "Requiem for a Dream" and although the film's execution was brilliant... the plot made me depressed...and it stuck with me for many weeks... I decided to draw Marlon Wayans at his least funniest....
Here I tried sketching my day... I was sick as hell but decided to go to work anyways. I wasn't able to finish it...but the last scene was just going to be me sleeping.
Ok...so this is Janice. Should I talk about Janice? No... I'll just say she had a nice body, especially her back...so I decided to draw it.
At one point, while thinking of something to draw...i decided to outline my hand...you know, like how you start when you draw stupid drawings of turkeys. Anyways, I made a task for myself of trying to make the hand pop out of it's 2D world....
Finally...this isn't a drawing, but one night...while I was feeling like absolute shite.... I made myself some hot chocolate with marshmellows.....as I was about to take a sip from the mug I noticed the hot chocolate was smiling at me. It made me smile back...so I decided to take a picture.
The End.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
So it's 2009...
And 2008 was a great year for my art I think... this year will be better. Several projects in the near future...
First of, upon googling my name, (a habit I occasionally do to remind myself that I still exist.) I found my name under the Lowell House Opera website . Now I have done my share of designs for the LHO so this should come as no surprise. That is until I found my name under "Poster designer" for an opera I haven't done a poster for. Soon enough I realize that even the Opera itself is advertised without a game plan. You see, it's missing a director, which is--as I've heard--a significant part of a stage opera. Nevertheless, as soon as I hear news from the producer, expect me to create the Poster for the LHO's production of "Otello".
Another project that should be finished this new year is the animation project me and Kenny Penguin started about seven months ago. I graduated Art School with a degree that looked down on animation, so having done roughs, backgrounds, sound recording, learning the tools of flash animation, and getting used to a wacom tablet... I'd say seven months has been progressive. But the project will be done soon and I expect you to expect it.
I have other side projects brewing in my artist head...like more paintings in the style I came to love when making that "Traffic" painting. I'm also thinking about getting into a wrestling match with the barbed wire again. The sculpture section of my website looks like a "get together" of works instead of a "Paaartay." I've got some ideas brewing and it will only take a matter of time...and new work gloves... before I spew some of these ideas into 3D.
Now, I feel like spilling some sketches from the sketchbook. Click em' to view larger.
I was drawing myself as a bald black man. This wasn't a conscious effort, it just kinda ended up that way. (done with markers)
This Ninja forgot his black mask and ended up wearing his snow day winter wear for a dark night mission. (done with markers)
This girl's name is Judy, whose image I found in some modeling website. I thought she had a very pretty face and I needed to draw it. More research about her (and it didn't take long) indicated that she was actually a porn star. (done with pen and ink)
Here's another looker I decided to draw. Obama will be president this year, the man is overflowing with hope and optimism... let's pray they continue to flow in the next coming years. (done with pen and ink)
Ah, my overconfident smile. I can actually hear myself giggling in this picture. I made this to remind myself that there is a fine line between a smile that makes me look cute, and a smile that makes me look like the ambassador of stupid. Very easy to cross those lines. Also, notice the consequence of having a sketchbook larger than your scanner. I had to scan these twice and attach them together with photoshop. (done with markers)
Finally, it is my right as an artist to have an emo moment. I was heartbroken when I made this and when the idea popped up I thought it was clever enough to draw. I had meant to color it in but too many days went by and I no longer have the same emotional motivation, nor do I think it was as clever as I thought it was. (done with pen and ink)
that's all...till next post!
First of, upon googling my name, (a habit I occasionally do to remind myself that I still exist.) I found my name under the Lowell House Opera website . Now I have done my share of designs for the LHO so this should come as no surprise. That is until I found my name under "Poster designer" for an opera I haven't done a poster for. Soon enough I realize that even the Opera itself is advertised without a game plan. You see, it's missing a director, which is--as I've heard--a significant part of a stage opera. Nevertheless, as soon as I hear news from the producer, expect me to create the Poster for the LHO's production of "Otello".
Another project that should be finished this new year is the animation project me and Kenny Penguin started about seven months ago. I graduated Art School with a degree that looked down on animation, so having done roughs, backgrounds, sound recording, learning the tools of flash animation, and getting used to a wacom tablet... I'd say seven months has been progressive. But the project will be done soon and I expect you to expect it.
I have other side projects brewing in my artist head...like more paintings in the style I came to love when making that "Traffic" painting. I'm also thinking about getting into a wrestling match with the barbed wire again. The sculpture section of my website looks like a "get together" of works instead of a "Paaartay." I've got some ideas brewing and it will only take a matter of time...and new work gloves... before I spew some of these ideas into 3D.
Now, I feel like spilling some sketches from the sketchbook. Click em' to view larger.
I was drawing myself as a bald black man. This wasn't a conscious effort, it just kinda ended up that way. (done with markers)
This Ninja forgot his black mask and ended up wearing his snow day winter wear for a dark night mission. (done with markers)
This girl's name is Judy, whose image I found in some modeling website. I thought she had a very pretty face and I needed to draw it. More research about her (and it didn't take long) indicated that she was actually a porn star. (done with pen and ink)
Here's another looker I decided to draw. Obama will be president this year, the man is overflowing with hope and optimism... let's pray they continue to flow in the next coming years. (done with pen and ink)
Ah, my overconfident smile. I can actually hear myself giggling in this picture. I made this to remind myself that there is a fine line between a smile that makes me look cute, and a smile that makes me look like the ambassador of stupid. Very easy to cross those lines. Also, notice the consequence of having a sketchbook larger than your scanner. I had to scan these twice and attach them together with photoshop. (done with markers)
Finally, it is my right as an artist to have an emo moment. I was heartbroken when I made this and when the idea popped up I thought it was clever enough to draw. I had meant to color it in but too many days went by and I no longer have the same emotional motivation, nor do I think it was as clever as I thought it was. (done with pen and ink)that's all...till next post!
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Our lives are another being's entertainment thingie...
The benefit of being a "time slave" is that the more you do your time, the clearer things get. Self-analyzation is 20/20 in hindsight. Let's start when I spent my entire June and July preparing for my July 18th show, when I should've been looking for a summer job. For some reason, I've convinced myself that when the show is set up, everything will fall into place. Then the bills came, and the student loans followed, and then right behind that was the rent, and finally my bank statement telling me that I don't have enough money to pay for any of those things. Adding to this stress-- from out of nowhere, Jackie leaves me and I find myself being single again after four years. Despite all of this, I've managed to set up my first solo show at the Harvard Holyoke Arcade. Advertised at boston.com, thanks to the awesome Deena who helped me set up the event, I felt pretty proud of myself. The show itself was eventful except for the early fire drill that drove a good amount of my audience out of the show space (taking with them a lot of the food). But friends showed up and I was pretty happy with the end result. Pictures of this show can be seen when you click on the picture below
Click Me!
After the show, reality kicked in and I'm scrambling around looking for jobs and ways to save money. I barely made it through July and I'm wondering whether I'm going to make it through August. I did find a job though, and it isn't the best pay but it definitely is the funnest job I've ever had since working for the now extinct Colony 4 Movie theaters. I am training to become the front house manager at the improv asylum. I've never been so exhausted at a job from laughing too much. Certainly laid back and I survived a "terrible" Saturday according to most of the veterans over there. I got so comfortable with the place that I slept over that same "terrible" Saturday night. I woke up the next morning on the couch near the...I guess lounge area.. and for a second, I forgot where I was.
The best thing about this job and I bet I'm going to need it, is that I can have all the red bulls I can drink! Liquid legal speed! But seriously, aside from the drunken bachlorettes grabbing my ass as I walked by the theater aisle (which, I'm thinking back now, I don't really mind.) and the drunken douche bags of testosterone screaming obscenities at the actors, or the dishes, puke, and bottles that convinces me America is an alcoholic, all and all I have to say, this job is pretty cool.
Now what have I learned about myself after looking back at the events that happened this past two or three months? I guess... In Hindsight everything is interesting.
Before I go I might as well show you these...somehow, I managed to add these to my moping and busy schedule
Random Thugs
The Umbrella
Ninjas Episode 1
Gun fight
Click Me!
After the show, reality kicked in and I'm scrambling around looking for jobs and ways to save money. I barely made it through July and I'm wondering whether I'm going to make it through August. I did find a job though, and it isn't the best pay but it definitely is the funnest job I've ever had since working for the now extinct Colony 4 Movie theaters. I am training to become the front house manager at the improv asylum. I've never been so exhausted at a job from laughing too much. Certainly laid back and I survived a "terrible" Saturday according to most of the veterans over there. I got so comfortable with the place that I slept over that same "terrible" Saturday night. I woke up the next morning on the couch near the...I guess lounge area.. and for a second, I forgot where I was.
The best thing about this job and I bet I'm going to need it, is that I can have all the red bulls I can drink! Liquid legal speed! But seriously, aside from the drunken bachlorettes grabbing my ass as I walked by the theater aisle (which, I'm thinking back now, I don't really mind.) and the drunken douche bags of testosterone screaming obscenities at the actors, or the dishes, puke, and bottles that convinces me America is an alcoholic, all and all I have to say, this job is pretty cool.
Now what have I learned about myself after looking back at the events that happened this past two or three months? I guess... In Hindsight everything is interesting.
Before I go I might as well show you these...somehow, I managed to add these to my moping and busy schedule
Random Thugs
The Umbrella
Ninjas Episode 1
Gun fight
Friday, May 30, 2008
The 7 day blink.
On Friday Night, I closed my Eyes...
Memorial Day Weekend camping came and went as successful as I imagined it would be. Woke up at 5AM on a Saturday and waited for Jackie who came by at around 7AM. We loaded my car with camping gears and met up with the others at Al Lewis's apartment at around 7:45AM. And off we went, I was following Jack O'Hearn's car like a homing missile since he's got Al with him and I haven't got a clue how to get to the camp site (I almost got hit by another car in the process). I was also on a look out, making sure the bundle of camping gears on the roof of Jack's car didn't fly off (which at one point, it almost did).
Just before the camping grounds, we stopped at the nearby Shaws and picked up a few items such as meats, booze, sparklers, and other camping necessities. I think I bought more groceries for this weekend trip than I usually buy for two weeks (P.S. I'm currently sick of burgers and hotdogs.)
Anyways, we got there and it was the exact same spot as our 2004 Camping expedition. We set up camp and Jackie casually whispered, "I want to beat those guys in setting camp." So despite the army of bugs kamakazeeing our faces, we were the first to finish setting up our tent. Then we gathered wood, started a fire and sang songs. Some of us stuffed our faces with food...some of us got drunk...some of us got stoned....some of us did all of that.
On Sunday, everyone went out to explore the nearby river while I spent the day making the dreadful "Vermonster!!!!" actually, it's a unicorn... the original idea was to make a man out of sticks and burn him...like burning man, but the idea of the damn thing on fire and falling onto us didn't appeal to our liking, we decided to focus on a four-legged animal instead. As I was building the damn thing, the bugs decided to be extra relentless in their pursue to bury their eggs in my facial pores and no matter how much bug spray I doused myself with, they were not to be denied. Annoyed...I ended up making the body for the unicorn and completely skipped out on making its legs. F*ck bugs!
Everyone seemed satisfied anyways and the damn thing burned up quick. It ended so fast it's like it never existed...just like the camping trip.
Pictures of the trip can be seen here:
Camping Pics
We got back home on a Monday night and I was out on the Jersey Turnpike by Tuesday morning. The three day Jersey trip was relaxing to say the least. I was comfortable enough to go to the park and walk the dog shirtless, trying to make the sun molest the parts of my body it hasn't left its mark on yet. Most of the time I was hanging out with this little lady:
and the other times I was being bothered by this little attention sponge:
On Thursday, I was attacked by these little munchkins:
By the way, that's my hand sticking out from under that pile of kids.
Here's us apparently having a screaming contest
On Thursday Night I was on the road back to Boston. I opened my eyes at 9AM Friday morning and the blink was over.
Memorial Day Weekend camping came and went as successful as I imagined it would be. Woke up at 5AM on a Saturday and waited for Jackie who came by at around 7AM. We loaded my car with camping gears and met up with the others at Al Lewis's apartment at around 7:45AM. And off we went, I was following Jack O'Hearn's car like a homing missile since he's got Al with him and I haven't got a clue how to get to the camp site (I almost got hit by another car in the process). I was also on a look out, making sure the bundle of camping gears on the roof of Jack's car didn't fly off (which at one point, it almost did).
Just before the camping grounds, we stopped at the nearby Shaws and picked up a few items such as meats, booze, sparklers, and other camping necessities. I think I bought more groceries for this weekend trip than I usually buy for two weeks (P.S. I'm currently sick of burgers and hotdogs.)
Anyways, we got there and it was the exact same spot as our 2004 Camping expedition. We set up camp and Jackie casually whispered, "I want to beat those guys in setting camp." So despite the army of bugs kamakazeeing our faces, we were the first to finish setting up our tent. Then we gathered wood, started a fire and sang songs. Some of us stuffed our faces with food...some of us got drunk...some of us got stoned....some of us did all of that.
On Sunday, everyone went out to explore the nearby river while I spent the day making the dreadful "Vermonster!!!!" actually, it's a unicorn... the original idea was to make a man out of sticks and burn him...like burning man, but the idea of the damn thing on fire and falling onto us didn't appeal to our liking, we decided to focus on a four-legged animal instead. As I was building the damn thing, the bugs decided to be extra relentless in their pursue to bury their eggs in my facial pores and no matter how much bug spray I doused myself with, they were not to be denied. Annoyed...I ended up making the body for the unicorn and completely skipped out on making its legs. F*ck bugs!
Everyone seemed satisfied anyways and the damn thing burned up quick. It ended so fast it's like it never existed...just like the camping trip.
Pictures of the trip can be seen here:
Camping Pics
We got back home on a Monday night and I was out on the Jersey Turnpike by Tuesday morning. The three day Jersey trip was relaxing to say the least. I was comfortable enough to go to the park and walk the dog shirtless, trying to make the sun molest the parts of my body it hasn't left its mark on yet. Most of the time I was hanging out with this little lady:
and the other times I was being bothered by this little attention sponge:
On Thursday, I was attacked by these little munchkins:
By the way, that's my hand sticking out from under that pile of kids.
Here's us apparently having a screaming contest
On Thursday Night I was on the road back to Boston. I opened my eyes at 9AM Friday morning and the blink was over.
Thursday, April 24, 2008
Greetings from the no social life
Been a hermit for the past few days... well with the exception of Sunday night, when a certain Mister Al Lewis talked me into postponing a painting I'm working on so that we may enjoy his lovely illegal fire pit illuminating his backyard. Fire RULES!!! My jacket still smells like campfire though.
Oh, and how can I forget the mandatory boyfriend duties of helping the lovely Jacklyn Boyland move out of her apartment on Tuesday, (She trapped me with the promise of a free dinner... it was good).
My large painting is showing some progress, after months of not working with oil paints, I was surprised to handle the medium pretty damn well. My goal is to finish this thing before the end of this month ready to be displayed for my July solo show (that's the 18th of July on your calendars).
I stupidly promised to volunteer in creating the Lowell House Opera Spring Scenes 2008 Poster. Stupid, because I'm so absolutely lacking in time and this promise took a considerable amount of sand from my hourglass. The idea was to take major characters from the Scenes and put them all together somehow in a famous painting. Ed Hopper would be so so....so...hm. what's the right word for this... I guess "pissed" would be appropriate. Anyways, here's the process:
The Best thing about replicating another artist's work is that they've done all the compositional thinking for you AND! they've already picked out the colors too.(Note: the preliminary drawings you see here are useless and disappeared rather quickly as soon as I started adding the acrylic on the panel
The longest part was painting the figures which I had no models for, so the figures you see piling up here were cooked up and vomited out of my imagination and Sarah E.'s description of them.
Ed Hopper would be a little ticked off that his isolated "nighthawks" now looks like a party of weirdos roaming the night. I mean my artist mind is telling me that the painting looked better when there were no figures in there at all, in fact my artist mind is a bit depressed at the final painting... but my normal mind is telling my artist mind to "shut the f*** up, what would be the point of replicating this in the first place without the extra figures?"
Anyways, the list of characters here are from these following Opera scenes,
Inside the diner...er barber shop...:
"Traviata" - Woman in a ballgown and man in a tailcoat toasting wine glasses
"Barber of Seville" - Barber with a vest and a pair of scissors
"Hand of Bridge" - Man and woman playing cards
Outside the Diner Barbershop:
"Dido and Aeneas" - Witch
"Boheme" - Two poor people walking hand-in-hand
"Magic Flute" - Papageno (dressed in feathers with bells on a stick)
Information about this event and to see this art work put into good use go to: http://www.hcs.harvard.edu/lho/2008spring/index.php
or look for posters of it around the Harvard Cambridge area.
Anyways, I have got to finish this large painting before May...July is right around the corner and I am nervous as hell.
Oh, and how can I forget the mandatory boyfriend duties of helping the lovely Jacklyn Boyland move out of her apartment on Tuesday, (She trapped me with the promise of a free dinner... it was good).
My large painting is showing some progress, after months of not working with oil paints, I was surprised to handle the medium pretty damn well. My goal is to finish this thing before the end of this month ready to be displayed for my July solo show (that's the 18th of July on your calendars).
I stupidly promised to volunteer in creating the Lowell House Opera Spring Scenes 2008 Poster. Stupid, because I'm so absolutely lacking in time and this promise took a considerable amount of sand from my hourglass. The idea was to take major characters from the Scenes and put them all together somehow in a famous painting. Ed Hopper would be so so....so...hm. what's the right word for this... I guess "pissed" would be appropriate. Anyways, here's the process:
The Best thing about replicating another artist's work is that they've done all the compositional thinking for you AND! they've already picked out the colors too.(Note: the preliminary drawings you see here are useless and disappeared rather quickly as soon as I started adding the acrylic on the panel
The longest part was painting the figures which I had no models for, so the figures you see piling up here were cooked up and vomited out of my imagination and Sarah E.'s description of them.
Ed Hopper would be a little ticked off that his isolated "nighthawks" now looks like a party of weirdos roaming the night. I mean my artist mind is telling me that the painting looked better when there were no figures in there at all, in fact my artist mind is a bit depressed at the final painting... but my normal mind is telling my artist mind to "shut the f*** up, what would be the point of replicating this in the first place without the extra figures?"
Anyways, the list of characters here are from these following Opera scenes,
Inside the diner...er barber shop...:
"Traviata" - Woman in a ballgown and man in a tailcoat toasting wine glasses
"Barber of Seville" - Barber with a vest and a pair of scissors
"Hand of Bridge" - Man and woman playing cards
Outside the Diner Barbershop:
"Dido and Aeneas" - Witch
"Boheme" - Two poor people walking hand-in-hand
"Magic Flute" - Papageno (dressed in feathers with bells on a stick)
Information about this event and to see this art work put into good use go to: http://www.hcs.harvard.edu/lho/2008spring/index.php
or look for posters of it around the Harvard Cambridge area.
Anyways, I have got to finish this large painting before May...July is right around the corner and I am nervous as hell.
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