Monday, October 26, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
The little Pearl-spotted Owlet above is the first study in this series. It, along with the other 29 sketches will be for sale at the Indie Chic @ 10th Street art fair on Dec. 5th. I'd love to see you there!
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
This is a perfectly fitting topic due to my most recent artistic dilemma. I've really been struggling with self-portraits. Its hard to convey how I look without incorporating how I think I look. For this piece I wanted the idea of two objects mirroring one another but having different reflections.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
For almost 2 years I rode an amazing wave of inspiration. I can honestly say that I could not have worked any harder than I did during that time because I didn’t know exactly how long it would last. I’ll lovingly call the body of work produced in that period my “Posing Poultry Paintings”.
It was an abrupt realization which initially caused a deep sense of sadness. After finishing, Greater Adjutant on Barcelona Chair, I just didn’t want to paint birds anymore. I knew that if I did, it would only be out of obligation to the series. Feeling that two years of living with a solid foundation and absolute direction was coming to an end was stressful. I felt lost.
But no need to fret any further, word on the street is that this is a natural occurrence. This particular ride may be over but now I see that there is an entire park filled with other rides.
During this time:
I had my first solo show
graduated with a BFA
sold some work
made lots of mistakes
made lots of friends
got a peek at the business side of art
struggled with finding balance between art and “life”
was constantly humbled
found the want to improve my drawing skills
had the absolute joy of having the director of Phoenix Art Museum come to a show because he wanted to
learned the importance of art not only to me but within a community
Through all of these amazingly wonderful experiences I realized two very important things. First, even at 33 years of age, I am an infant in the art world. I don’t know shit about shit. And that is alright.
WARNING: IT’S ABOUT TO GET MUSHY, I APOLOGIZE.
Secondly, I discovered my love of drawing. I am driven to improve and experiment with the medium. When dissecting why I had the want to explore drawing, my goal was to bridge the gap between my drawings and paintings. I thought that was its purpose. But as I am writing this, I realize that it’s not the style or technique that is to merge…it’s the subject matter. The birds are the bridge.
It is time for my paintings to mean something else. For some odd reason I have chosen birds, or they have chosen me, to use as a vehicle for improving my skills. The feeling of loss is lightened knowing that my “bird phase” is not over; it is just shifting from oils to pencils and charcoal.
I am by no means saying that I am now a master painter; I just need to paint for a different reason. I guess the need to paint is more important than improving technically.
With all of this in mind, I've begun my next project: Learning to Draw in Fives. I'll keep you posted!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Then it turns into something like this. (Note the new drawing bins). At this point there is something very delicious about this paper's condition...MUST...DRAW..ON..IT...