WTF!?

New piece of a small series, exploring the use of acronyms created by socializing through digital technology. more to come.




Perfect weather hits Portland again. Today was a good balance of chillaxing while being simultaneously productive. into it. Went down to the waterfront with the lady during sunset and watched fish jump out of the water. And lately the air around the neighborhood where my studio is has been hella dank with fumes of hops and barley from the nearby brewery. I am developing a palette for the smell. I am sure someday it'll end up being quite a nostalgic smell.

Current mindstate: Ice cream coma

I haven't even the excuse of a sweltering summer to justify my lethargy and neglect of updating my artwork online. Been busy, in a way... making music and art. Nothing that brings home the blocks of cheddar, of course. Rent has been a struggle, and actually I been hardly scraping by. I feel like I am stuck in the summer of 2002 again. Hopefully I can hang on until student financial aid disbursement.
The first half of summer has been pretty outrageous... there have been quite a number of house shows, mainly of friends and such. There have been several shorter road trips, many parties, my birthday, many guest couch surfers, among many other eventful things worth mentioning, but just not in this post. I'll do that within the next day or so. Until then, I'll just post a few freshly new, and some fairly new pieces of art. Bueno.

Medicate. Manipulate. Annihilate.

Sardines

Entropics of Love

Title Bout


Copy of a Rembrandt drawing for a class

Boat on the Columbia River
The Columbia River

Hippie bum with Devil Sticks on the waterfront

Unframed

I have not written a song with just me and my acoustic guitar in a really long time... since September, I believe. Maybe playing with my band Carrion Spring had me satisfied for a while... i guess. Anyway, I wrote a new song, and am excited to write more. The lyrics ain't nothing special, just stoked to have something new.

'cause in my head it's all been said
I feel I'm lost, my dues ain't paid
i can't break the guilt, the shame
that I may remain here.

stuck between these doors, I fold
never try to kick them open
what lies behind the mask
oh, a disgrace.

I don't want to play the camera
just want to be without a frame.


Held my words and all my sins
and killed a man, it's all the same
One to the heart one to the brain
forever remain here.

Broken shelves crushed under all
of 20-something years I've drawn
never drew myself out from
underneath this shell.

And I was right that you wrong
what's the use anymore.

'cause in my head it's all been said
I feel I'm lost, my dues ain't paid
and i can't break the guilt, the shame
that I will remain here.

I don't want to play the camera
just want to be without a frame.



So my current drawing teacher has had me study old masters by drawing their work... specifically the last few weeks, Rembrandt. It is actually quite fun and I feel like I am learning a lot from it. Maybe I'll post some photos of them in the future.
K I have a shit ton of work to catch up on.

Chongo sad...

Piece for the Love show.
xo

New shits

Two new paintings which are currently hung along with a grip of other works at a downtown gallery space called Slinde Nelson.
I been having this problem lately where I stupidly fall asleep around 8 or 9 and wake up 11 pm. And can't go back to sleep. And now I am wired. How ridiculous.

Cleanly boys don't misbehave.

Power lines and bird flocks. Powerful.
New art studio rules so hard. I love being in there more than anywhere else right now. Or being outside of it. Ever 20 minutes or so trains barge on by. Sometimes they are super long and full of the dopest graffichi. Off in the distance, no matter what time day or not, there is always the clanking and electric humming of machines near the water front. The feeling of being down in that crazy industrial park is awesomely interesting. It reminds me of industrial Brooklyn, but more isolated.
Next week is mid-term week and apparently I don't give a shit. Am I losing my shine as a sterling student? I sure hope not. I just hope I don't reach that level of desperation where one seeks Adderall. Shiieeeeeeeeeeeeet.

Oooh wah oooh wah oooh wah...

In the brilliant words of the infamous Ice Cube, "I could'a said, today was a good day." I signed the lease of an art studio I am sharing with a friend of mine. The studio is right by the water front, nestled in an industrial area right off Interstate. The studio is shared with a wonderful carpenter, who uses the space for nothing more than storage for his wood shop gear. It is all set up and ready to use... I was even given permission to use his equipment, for real! I swear, he wrote it in the lease! It is in a warehouse, full of 60 creative studios. So fucking stoked.
Couple of weeks ago I hung some work at The Nest. I was told that the bartenders have been receiving lots of compliments about the work. What a pleasant thing to hear.
In 2 weeks I hang new work at another solo show downtown, some place called Slinde Nelson. I haven't seen the joint yet, but I am told it is huge and draws promising crowds. Movin' on upp!!
I am not the type of person to really ever show off some bull shit purchases I have recently made, but I somehow cannot resist.
First off, these bad boys should be coming in the mail tomorrow. Thems dudes is made from Bocote wood from Mexico. I dunno what Bocote is, but I like the looks of it.


I also just bought a Papasan chair. It like cuddling in an angel's womb. That desk I scored at the Goodwill bins for 7 bean, and the BRAND NEW Brother sewing machine sitting on top of it was a Christmas present from my brother... how about that.


Another Goodwill score was this sick little 90's stereo, and a dope, perfectly good Walkman with Auto-Reverse(!) which sits atop it. Also, there was a Ren and Stimpy sountrack, Sleater-Kinney, and Chet Baker cd find as well.


Last week I got 2 new tattoos... one big one, and one little one. The tattoos are pretty dry and slightly scabby. Excuse my current human condition.

Little one (Just the man-face in the moon; Horse and crossed arrows I got a year or 2 ago).



Big one.
The second one, is taken from the cover of Stop It!!'s album "Self Made Maps." D'Lacie, the artist at Optic Nerve who gave it to me, did a rad job on capturing it.


Today I drew a naked man for 3 hours in my Life Drawing class...which is completely typical. But, I arrived an hour later to my other drawing class, and we spent the next 3 hours drawing.. the same exact, naked man. Que fantastico...





The last photo was just some fuck around. They all suck anyway. But I am still excited about studying the human figure. I just found out today that the Life Drawing class I am in is 1 of 3 sequential classes. I had no idea it was 3 terms long! Excited.

I have lots of new sketches for paintings. I move all my art stuff tomorrow to the new studio and then I will make them paintings. Haven't been this fuckin amped in who knows the hell how long. It's like being 16 and my parents giving me my own car, but even more of a hedonistic dream come true.

Oh, last week, my band, Carrion Spring, added a new member, good friend Lee Ellis. We played at Rotture on Wednesday with Kid Crash, Total Bros, and Girlfriends. Everyone was cripplingly good. Lee makes us sound like a sick band now. I have a video of a new song from the show... I just need to learn how to re-format it. And then I'll post it on the world wide boards.

K I'ma go return fetal to my new papasan chair and watch the rest of Che.
Cosas son buenas hoy.