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Dana & Casey Monholland are having their first baby. I didn't have the money to give a gift, but who needs money when you have a talent like this. I created the painting to match the decorations of the baby bed covers.
I was thumbing threw a magazine, I really liked this picture it was a traditional black and white photograph. I wanted to make it look like an negative exposure. I found it was much harder than I thought it would be. I had to retrain my eye to see the positive area as the negative area.
I am not that pleased with this.
It looks to me too cartoon-ish.
I had a lot on my mind.As most reasons I pick up a pencil. The intimacy of the drawing and the tied hands, her back turned. It was exactly how I was feeling at the time. So in which case it is exactly how it was meant to turn out...
As some may know I am taking an art foundations class this is my first college course ever in art. This class is designed for students who are just interested in art to explore designs it's concepts. To experiment in objective and subjective development.
This is my second art project for this class. Allow me to explain the content 18x24 2-d B/W piece based upon these subject areas sociopolitical, power & propaganda, spiritual purpose, inner experience and beauty.Wanting to hit on every single subject, as I am laying there thinking random thoughts as we do before we drift to sleep. WOW makes me reconsider the dream that came from this thought. But this does show how diverse I am in subjects...
this is just my background it's not completed.
I will continue with a phrase or a picture. I will paint between the breast down towards the belly. As you know so well, I love color and lots of it. I wanted you to be able to see both side of "Grace", so I took the her picture in front of a mirror. With colored tissue paper & mod podgee. Can you see the ribbon in the middle of her chest? The colors represent that cancer doesn't discriminate! no color, it can infect any woman, mother, sister daughter, all over the world....
I have my next piece with me, looking for something to do "she" came to me a Breast Impression . I named her Grace, I am unsure the real woman's name. I have adopted her to paint for the Tulsa Project Woman Live Auction, Oct. 25th You will also have a chance to meet Grace and 24 of her friends Oct.2-25th at Woodland Hills Mall in Tulsa OK a sponsor for the Gala this year. This is the third annual Gala, I am excited to be a part of this. If you would like the chance to make a difference contact Judi Grove at breastimpressions@cox.net
I had a few to choose from but, I wanted one with a figure like mine. sides that I think I have more space to create what I am leaning towards painting. Of course stay tuned I'll post more as I begin.. no.1 is the original cast no.2 is once I rubbed her down with plaster.



Just jamm'n to some Dave Matthews the long awaited new CD. I am confused about the idea of becoming "33". Unsure if 33 is old enough to finally feel right about my opinions or old enough to know when to keep my mouth shut. I was down for a few days a week ago. Let me set my point of view before I explain the situation. My No.1 belief is all things happen for a reason. No.2 Words are spoken from strangers who catch you off guard, because it's irrelevant to the person speaking the words they are just the messenger. It makes you think, sometimes gives comfort but it is all knowledge. No.3 never bring negativity to the table, energy is and always should be a positive never a feeling of doubt. No.4 Never tell yourself you can't do anything cause can't never did and wont never will. No.5 If you believe you can, you will. If you want it you will seceded. So now you know the kind of person I am, A guy who I have become pen pals with for a little over a week, So I introduce myself and a little about me. I said, "I am a struggling artist." he said, "you know you have become what you wanted to be when your doing what you like." He said, "there is no struggle when you have achieved it, you have become it"I am everything I wanted to be....Sigh and a smirk on my face I became humble, Some sort of enter peace over come me. 
