Saturday, April 5, 2008
LANDSHOW
it is good to take ones paintings out for a stroll in the woods...never know where they may hang from next.
PUSH(ing)
PUSH 30x48 oil on plaster
PUSH DETAIL I
PUSH DETAIL II
just checked out jim kustlers' blogging site... http://jameshowardkunstler.typepad.com/....reminded me of the importance of "push(ING)" in ones life, whatever it is you push (the concept of going beyond ones boundaries, outside the box, the extra step beyond mass medias' notion of acceptable change/mediocrity for the masses and we all feeeeeel good driving our hybrid cars, cause that is what this life is about, wealllfeellllrealllygooood)
PUSH DETAIL I
PUSH DETAIL II
just checked out jim kustlers' blogging site... http://jameshowardkunstler.typepad.com/....reminded me of the importance of "push(ING)" in ones life, whatever it is you push (the concept of going beyond ones boundaries, outside the box, the extra step beyond mass medias' notion of acceptable change/mediocrity for the masses and we all feeeeeel good driving our hybrid cars, cause that is what this life is about, wealllfeellllrealllygooood)
Saturday, March 29, 2008
working
DAMON 48x30 oil on plaster
latest work that has already changed a bit...but, may regress some after seeing this image. below is my latest studio space in the woods with jazz her spunky self.
and this is jazz now, a little less spunky but still herself clunking around in casts. she is happy and spirited as ever...and on her recuperative way. surgery is schedule for next week and hopefully she will not jump off anymore bluffs, or at least make better decisions regarding her landing site.
latest work that has already changed a bit...but, may regress some after seeing this image. below is my latest studio space in the woods with jazz her spunky self.
and this is jazz now, a little less spunky but still herself clunking around in casts. she is happy and spirited as ever...and on her recuperative way. surgery is schedule for next week and hopefully she will not jump off anymore bluffs, or at least make better decisions regarding her landing site.
Saturday, March 15, 2008
KMASAGA MARCH 2008
IN PROCESS II FRESH DETAIL (this has become the painting "PUSH", which you can see above..)
The KMASAGA SHOW 2008 is born out of the same desire as my paintings are, the desire to communicate in an expressive intuitive manner based in ones life/heart/soul. It is the same desire that drives me to silently ride my bike across the lonely expansive landscape or converse late into the night over a bottle of Jack Daniels with friends. But fundamentally, I see it is an organizational tool in the pursuit of my art/act of making, to be able to step back and see what is happening, what I am saying/feeling/making.
I quite often listen to a broad range of music while painting…hearing words, sounds, intonation of voices, and silence and patterns and how it all works together, like walking through the forest and hearing the singular note of a bird calling out in the silence and feeling it as a paint stroke on the canvas or the ghost rhythm of the waves one feels after spending hours on a boat…but these are felt moments in my life, not thoughts in my head…improvisional living/painting.
“Improvisation is the practice of acting, singing, talking and reacting, of making and creating, in the moment and in response to the stimulus of one's immediate environment. This can result in the invention of new thought patterns, new practices, new structures or symbols, and/or new ways to act. This invention cycle occurs most effectively when the practitioner has a thorough intuitive and/or technical understanding of the necessary skills and concerns within the improvised domain.”
Getting into the zone while painting is quite like achieving that zone in athletics, as in I am not thinking or naming/labeling as I am creating…I am just being. And it is this process that interests me, always brings me back to the studio when I look at a prior painting of my own and remember the purity of action that occurred to make it all happen. There is no right or wrong, no winning or losing, no frustration…just being.
“Philosophically, improvisation often focuses on bringing one's personal awareness "into the moment," and on developing a profound understanding for the action one is doing. This fusion of "awareness" and "understanding" brings the practitioner to the point where he or she can act with a range of options that best fit the situation, even if he or she has never experienced a similar situation. The study of the skills and techniques of improvisation can strongly influence one's competence in business, personal life, and/or in the arts.”
The moment I begin a painting is when I am building the actual frame for the board that I am to paint on…decision making is occurring on the size and shape, informing the view and my perspective…I start most paintings based in the landscape, on photos I have taken through the years from travels…sometimes from planes (plan view), others vistas in the distance (elevations) and then there is the ones from memory (interior elevations)…but they are all topographical views of my living, investigations that reveal and expose the raw act of living, as recorded by my act of mark making at the given moment. This is infused with the notion of "awareness" (sensory perception/experiencing/pure unnamed emotion) and "understanding" (observation/knowledge/analysis) and layered with an unspoken trust to let go of what it is to be, to open and converse with the painting, let it breathe and have a life of its own. Each mark/paint stroke is embedded with the moment of its creation, unfiltered life whether it is as delicate as the singular note of the bird in the forest or has the power/strength of the approaching tide…there is an honesty/authenticity in the mark. There are no words that ramble through my head during these moments of creating, just acute awareness…as I am mixing colors there is no I want this to be blue or green, but only the acts of reaching for tubes and mediums and brushes and the movement of paint and body and color and soul. Unlabled actions of being/awareness...
IN PROCESS I 36x12 oil on plaster
IN PROCESS II 30x48 oil on plaster
this is changing at this very moment in time....to evolve into the painting "PUSH", seen above)
IMPOTENT PLOT 30x48 oil on plaster
IMPOTENT PLOT DETAIL I
IMPOTENT PLOT DETAIL II
VIRDUROUS VISTAS 18x18 oil on plaster
MITOCHRONDITE 18x18 oil on plaster
CHINA BLUE SKIES 30x48 oil on plaster
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL I
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL II
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL III
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL IV
YELLOW SNOW 42x14 oil on plaster
ORANGE PUNCH 42x14 oil on plaster
FERTILITY 18x30 oil on plaster
PEACH LIGHTNING 36x15 oil on plaster
PEACH LIGHTNING IN PROGRESS
UTAH CANYON 36x18 oil on plaster
The KMASAGA SHOW 2008 is born out of the same desire as my paintings are, the desire to communicate in an expressive intuitive manner based in ones life/heart/soul. It is the same desire that drives me to silently ride my bike across the lonely expansive landscape or converse late into the night over a bottle of Jack Daniels with friends. But fundamentally, I see it is an organizational tool in the pursuit of my art/act of making, to be able to step back and see what is happening, what I am saying/feeling/making.
I quite often listen to a broad range of music while painting…hearing words, sounds, intonation of voices, and silence and patterns and how it all works together, like walking through the forest and hearing the singular note of a bird calling out in the silence and feeling it as a paint stroke on the canvas or the ghost rhythm of the waves one feels after spending hours on a boat…but these are felt moments in my life, not thoughts in my head…improvisional living/painting.
“Improvisation is the practice of acting, singing, talking and reacting, of making and creating, in the moment and in response to the stimulus of one's immediate environment. This can result in the invention of new thought patterns, new practices, new structures or symbols, and/or new ways to act. This invention cycle occurs most effectively when the practitioner has a thorough intuitive and/or technical understanding of the necessary skills and concerns within the improvised domain.”
Getting into the zone while painting is quite like achieving that zone in athletics, as in I am not thinking or naming/labeling as I am creating…I am just being. And it is this process that interests me, always brings me back to the studio when I look at a prior painting of my own and remember the purity of action that occurred to make it all happen. There is no right or wrong, no winning or losing, no frustration…just being.
“Philosophically, improvisation often focuses on bringing one's personal awareness "into the moment," and on developing a profound understanding for the action one is doing. This fusion of "awareness" and "understanding" brings the practitioner to the point where he or she can act with a range of options that best fit the situation, even if he or she has never experienced a similar situation. The study of the skills and techniques of improvisation can strongly influence one's competence in business, personal life, and/or in the arts.”
The moment I begin a painting is when I am building the actual frame for the board that I am to paint on…decision making is occurring on the size and shape, informing the view and my perspective…I start most paintings based in the landscape, on photos I have taken through the years from travels…sometimes from planes (plan view), others vistas in the distance (elevations) and then there is the ones from memory (interior elevations)…but they are all topographical views of my living, investigations that reveal and expose the raw act of living, as recorded by my act of mark making at the given moment. This is infused with the notion of "awareness" (sensory perception/experiencing/pure unnamed emotion) and "understanding" (observation/knowledge/analysis) and layered with an unspoken trust to let go of what it is to be, to open and converse with the painting, let it breathe and have a life of its own. Each mark/paint stroke is embedded with the moment of its creation, unfiltered life whether it is as delicate as the singular note of the bird in the forest or has the power/strength of the approaching tide…there is an honesty/authenticity in the mark. There are no words that ramble through my head during these moments of creating, just acute awareness…as I am mixing colors there is no I want this to be blue or green, but only the acts of reaching for tubes and mediums and brushes and the movement of paint and body and color and soul. Unlabled actions of being/awareness...
IN PROCESS I 36x12 oil on plaster
IN PROCESS II 30x48 oil on plaster
this is changing at this very moment in time....to evolve into the painting "PUSH", seen above)
IMPOTENT PLOT 30x48 oil on plaster
IMPOTENT PLOT DETAIL I
IMPOTENT PLOT DETAIL II
VIRDUROUS VISTAS 18x18 oil on plaster
MITOCHRONDITE 18x18 oil on plaster
CHINA BLUE SKIES 30x48 oil on plaster
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL I
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL II
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL III
CHINA BLUE SKIES DETAIL IV
YELLOW SNOW 42x14 oil on plaster
ORANGE PUNCH 42x14 oil on plaster
FERTILITY 18x30 oil on plaster
PEACH LIGHTNING 36x15 oil on plaster
PEACH LIGHTNING IN PROGRESS
UTAH CANYON 36x18 oil on plaster
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
soon
some photos (give me a day to figure out this computer and how to upload my photos properly, sorry for the inconvenience!) of life here on whidbey...jazz and i get to spend alot of time together, we have become quite the item! she loves the beach, and the beach loves her back. lots of stuff/flotsam for her to investigate, smells and birds to chase. speaking of birds, i have seen the bald eagles and the red tailed hawks and have walked beside them along a bluff while they are hang gliding in the winds, but today i finally saw a pilated wood pecker with the red hed and white necklace and white under belly...forgot how big they are!
this is jazz looking sheepishly after a beach walk...i do not know what she got into, but you can see the remnants of something dried on her fur.
the small simple cabin i am living in at the moment
walking along the beach at low tide, you can hear the water being sucked out to sea...literally through the sand and the rocks. you probably can go out about a 1/2 mile.
and now we are starting into the paintings...better photos in the next couple of days...they are still transforming as we speak.
this is jazz looking sheepishly after a beach walk...i do not know what she got into, but you can see the remnants of something dried on her fur.
the small simple cabin i am living in at the moment
walking along the beach at low tide, you can hear the water being sucked out to sea...literally through the sand and the rocks. you probably can go out about a 1/2 mile.
and now we are starting into the paintings...better photos in the next couple of days...they are still transforming as we speak.
been a long time
this is the studio looking out from my porch...no heating, just hooked up some lights, very well ventilated which is a big plus. and then there is the wind and sometimes at night the creepy feeling that the coyotes are right outside in the dark. but they never come in, only look over my shoulder...
inspiration is always being brought in by the tide, beach art is all around and abudant for those willing to take the time to look.
and this is a rugged wind blown beach...sand is being blown away around the rocks so that the rocks are starting to emerge on these sand pedestals...
inspiration is always being brought in by the tide, beach art is all around and abudant for those willing to take the time to look.
and this is a rugged wind blown beach...sand is being blown away around the rocks so that the rocks are starting to emerge on these sand pedestals...
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
moab to powell
been awhile lots of changes going on...went on an 8 day river trip down the Colorado. put in at Potash, Utah take out Hite, Utah the northern tip of lake powell. incredibly beautiful, photos are about 75% expressive of what i actually saw...hampered by sand in the camera playing with the lense and exposure. a couple of rapids, gentle and challenging at the same time. lots of flat water, sand, reflections, sun, shadow, sky, stars, rocks, fossils, sand, beer, george stranahan whiskey, sand, water, music, sand, and and and silence.
RED MEMORIES LINGERING IN SANDSTONE EDDIES
SUNLITE WATER FALLS LINE THE RIM
SPLITTING ROCK WALLS INTO
LIGHT AND SHADOW/DARK
Shade
Shape of the recipient
Shape of the shadow
Shape of the light is life
Shadows are given character
Orb splitting stone
RED MEMORIES LINGERING IN SANDSTONE EDDIES
SUNLITE WATER FALLS LINE THE RIM
SPLITTING ROCK WALLS INTO
LIGHT AND SHADOW/DARK
Shade
Shape of the recipient
Shape of the shadow
Shape of the light is life
Shadows are given character
Orb splitting stone
river trippin...of course
Yellow orange curtain/band sliding/slipping down the/a rock wall
Expanding day filling the canyon
Reveal(ing)ancient sunlight (fossils) locked in lake beds
Red memories lingering in sandstone eddies
(red memories of you)
life overflowing its river bed/banks/boundaries
surface breaking releasing rhythms/tension
of the flowing
of the broken hearts lying/strewn(ing) on the canyon floor
calm silent waters reflecting the impending day
distilled
MUD
River trippin...of course
Cirrus clouds seriously building
Light sparkling vision bodies
Sparks in your life
Sun on the water moving life
Sparks in the midnight
Fire
Shattering
Stillness
Upon you touching my life
How you touched my life
Thursday, October 4, 2007
all new work
been awhile since i have written about the bike and riding. lots of small day trips around carbondale, sprinkled with some hiking and golf and softball (suprise). more importantly, focused on my painting these days and nights. so i thought i would throw some of my work out there, just the visual for the time being...
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