Got Some Work Back

This piece was my final big-bang project last semester and my ticket into an Independent Study this semester. Needless to say, I am very happy with the way it turned out. It was up on display in the Hill Gallery as part of a student show which was taken down to make way for the Salon de Refuses yesterday. Although I was excited to have it on exhibition, I am also excited to have it safely back in my hands. Currently I am working on a small body of work, with this piece as its keystone.

Young Contemporaries and Urinals

Tonight is the opening for College of Charleston's Young Contemporaries: Salon de Refuses Show. I got a nice preview of it yesterday as I was hanging the show, and it looks to be promising. We also had a small incident with the janitor on duty because she accidentally swept away part of a found-art* piece (which sent me into a fit of hysterical laughter). We later recovered and replaced the "art" in its designated location. I am curious to see if it will still be there today, or whether the night crew mistook it for trash also. If all else fails, at least there will be free food!

*Found-art, for those of you who are unfamiliar with the term, is art composed of found objects. Objects can be anything such as litter, bottles, gum wrappers, chairs, etc. , and are often mistaken for trash. Probably the most famous example of found-art is Duchamp's The Fountain, where he used a urinal with the words "R. Mutt" on it(see photo below). Perhaps the best summary of found-art that I have read thus far is that the artists' job is not to make art but to "point his finger" and identify art.

Kulture Klash

Kulture Klash is Charleston counter-culture and art at its finest! The next one is coming up soon, and I cannot wait. I've been to every one (with the exception of the first) and hopefully will get my artwork into one soon! For more info about KK7 (tickets, lineups, bands, photos, etc.) go HERE.

So. Who's coming with me?

Revisiting Simpler Times

Due to my lack of any recent work photos, here are some progress shots from my senior thesis concentration:

It was a long, grueling process of long days and way too little sleep. In the end, though, I felt accomplished and ecstatically happy. I finished my last piece for the art show an hour before the opening and it was hung wet. I look back with jealousy at my former self, in those days I was producing a painting a week. Now I have so many other commitments, that I can barely find the time to paint. I plan on changing that though...very soon!

This was my senior art show/one of the happiest nights of my life:

Old Blog: Revamped!

In an attempt to be a more rigorous artist, I have decided to revive this blog with a higher purpose: art. I will post from here on in all things art related from artwork to inspiring artists to processes to original work. For a more casual, all-inclusive blog, check my tumblr.

Welcome and enjoy!

The Colors in my Morning Drink

Frequent coffee headaches
and kisses goodbye
grow safety blankets
out of hair.
Simple colors for simple dreams
become hard to discern
when combinations don't blend
like we wanted.
Water always mixes with my vibrant hues
and they run away
(so fast)
only their ghosts are left behind;
the pastel colors of dried up tears.

Mirror Images

I saw a man outside in his yard
mowing dirt.
The grass that was once lush
had grown thin and fallen
out of his head,
like a jigsaw without its corner pieces:
not quite finished
and still fragile to the touch.
I thought I would break.
(Perhaps another time.)
My eyes were swollen shut
and I fell into an oblivion
which used to be my bed.
There was no notice,
(nor descent)
no universe, no laws
and Emily was there.