Friday, November 6, 2009

Mixed Media

Acrylic, Charcoal, Watercolor,

4' x 7'

It feels so gratifying to dedicate time to shit that has no purpose at all. Yesterday was one of those days. I began with 3 simple charcoal drawings that I made with my eyes closed in drawing class. They were influenced by what I felt from a song that was being played simultaneously to the movement of my hand. Each section is one of the individual drawings. It went from just adding a little color to amusing myself for hours on end with an assortment of media. Modest Mouse was exploding from my headphones. I had a whole studio workroom to myself, and I was in my own little world. After a few hours I knew I was done. I was filthy; I had charcoal smeared on my face, paint on my pants, and my hands were encrusted with material. I was in ecstasy and all control was adrift. Looking at the painting as it now hangs in my room, all I can say is “Damn that felt awesome”…

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Scanned Gelatin Silver Fiber Print

Kodak Tri-X 4x5 ISO320

8'' x 10''

I had this romantic vision of large format, yet I never knew it required such attention, time, and accuracy. Not to mention the actual cost of it all. It’s fucking expensive to get started. Yet after a few projects, I’m slowly seeing the trends I went through in highschool when I first began with 35mm; a successful exposure here, a nice print there. Of course there are many factors besides the new equipment. Being new to Boston would be one of them. I defiantly feel my photographs are reminiscent towards that too. Nevertheless, I would say this diptych is kind of the breaking point out of the minute depression I went through. I like the concept; taking three photographs from totally different areas to form a new space within an image. Plus my professor Laura McPhee loved them too. It’s exciting and has the qualities of many other art forms. However, I do feel that the subject matter could be pushed even more. I have a feeling I’ll be returning to this idea later on and maybe in color…

Monday, November 2, 2009

Last weekend was fucking awesome! I don’t really know what influenced my decision to head up to Portland, ME, but I somehow made it there on Halloween. Luke and I hung out in Boston on Friday, and then drove up in his Yota on Saturday. The drive went by fast with good conversation and music. It felt kind of weird walking around in MECA, yet driving back into Portland was easily comparable to returning home. The salty air, coble stone streets, matt shitting his pants, and the sighting of a bum on every corner put me at ease. It’s so pleasing to show up unannounced in a ridiculous costume and party like it is the last day of my life. It brought back so many good memories. Plus, instead of candy this year, I was spoiled with fresh new work AND a Polaroid Automatic 250 Land Camera from Luke. This year was a Halloween I will never forget...