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My favorite place to create is in our gift shop at the gallery. It is surreal to be in a space brought to you by yourself and your lover. And being surrounded with love, support and a collection of all the things we've made together.
My style has been ever-changing and growing with every piece, all pieces I finish are hung in the gift shop in the gallery along with all the other shirts, buttons, hats, postcards we've made for sale.
Lately I've been trying to push my boundaries. I try a new thing with every piece, whether it be trying a new technique, different colors, or picking at the atmosphere of an idea thats been floating around my mind for some time.. This piece grew from the mystic place somewhere up there. A few years ago I was really into reading on anything close to the places we can't reach with just on this plane. Eastern mysticism, African shamans, Tao- I feel I haven't put much effort into this old interest of mine because I've been so swamped with 'real life' things.. school, money, etc. I also have no one heavily around me too interested in these things either. Trying to get back to it in some way or another. Starting here
Fell in love with these creations right as I saw them. I love the look of mixing photos with drawings.. and vibe of his pieces. These pieces depict African immigration. I connect with them on a personal level and love everything about them.
Been painting on people lately, skin is a fun surface to paint on.. learning it slowly. I wonder how it feels to be the physical canvas for an artist..
Ive been falling in love with masks. I grew up in a house where there was an African mask or painting on every wall you turned to, but this is my first time exploring with it in art. I've found that masks reoccur in various cultures-from Mexico's lucha libre's, to North American Iroquois tribes, to rituals in New Guinea, to American comic books.. Masks. Synonymous for hiding something is one way to look at it, but here's another.. Embodying something above yourself, embodying creativity, and culture. I've been working on a big project with inspiration from the African masks, but here's some practice work.
Randomness inspired me to use thread, I found a bag of it somewhere.
3 layers- the mask, the the leaves, the city
Been using lots of layers lately too now that I think about it.. Layers and masks. Wonder what that means.
It's time... it's past time for Change. Actual Change.. actual Truth. Not the mini movements that start and are soon forgotten, the short lived efforts, the ideas that never struck alive. A beautiful young boy was killed in a modern day lynching Dec 14th 2012 and NOTHING HAS BEEN DONE ABOUT IT. West Allis. And all you in Milwaukee know the majority 'race' that preoccupies West Allis, so it is obvious why this is being kept silent, why the murderers are walking around today with no punishment, obvious how fucked up this is, but this is not just an issue of these men needing to be locked up. This is a sickness that has existed for decades, that has only grown since the first Africans were shipped to America. There may be no race, what is really white and black?????? Who is really white and black? We are all humans of beautiful shades, no race but racism is real and Change and Truth are real. Milwaukee is a beautiful city dying before our eyes with a terrible illness..
As an artist I feel I have been selfish.. My paintings lately have been personal but I have been getting ready for a serious project.. Watch
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