So I get migraines 2, 3 times a week anymore. Got one today. Took a new medicine for it (prescribed) and... had hallucinations, screamed at nothing, was terrified of the floor, among other things.
Horrible as it was, some of the hallucinations were totally crazy.
And this was one of them. I said, in delirium, "I GOTTA PAINT THAT" and i went to sketch it down but discovered my arms weighed 300 pounds each and I couldn't move. Well, I'll certainly never do drugs. I'd do more tonight but I still feel rather dodgy.
I've only watched a couple of his videos so far but I needed to tell someone about them so far.
He captures feelings of trips with a video camera... memories... in ways I've only ever been able to remember.
He did a couple "postcard" type videos, one of Japan, one of Spain. The first two countries I went to besides canada/us were Spain & Japan and these two videos really echo my memories of these places.
Spain was a country full of light and dark. Religion and torture. I was there during Semana Sancta and was in Toledo during easter. It was... a phenomenal experience. I also experienced my first run in with hate in this country. One, I was American (around the time of 9/11). Two, I was in a very Catholic country and I looked very Jewish at the time, according to the locals (they let me know it very loudly, calling me things such as "jew pig whore" at the entrance to cathedrals. sometimes it sucks being able to understand other languages. almost didn't let me in at one place in sevilla). It was... well, a phenomenal experience. This guy's work brought it all back.
Japan... totally different feel. I was with my family there, visiting my sister in Hiroshima and my dad in Tokyo. Tokyo felt frenetic. Every neighborhood is wildly different. we were there in winter, and in the midst of this insanely busy city, with karaoke and crazy awesome food, we were in the middle of this one park and it was... silent.
Completely, utterly silent.
Just snow falling.
Black silhouettes of people with umbrellas. Women in beautiful white coats, with glossy black hair. Colorful youth.
Then Hiroshima, a great city. Really liked that place. My sister and I spoke Spanish and my parents spoke French at the Peace Center, for obvious reasons. You don't want to be American there.
In that video there's deer. I'm not sure where he was, could be a lot of places, but it reminded me of Miyajima. Lots of adorable deer there, Itsukushima Shrine, a torii gate...
I've rambled enough. Go look. Maybe it'll move you like it moved me.
my next one. I was at a bookstore today, pouring though art magazines and architecture magazines. I found this photo series of people made up like (i think in haiti) zombies. And this one photo really hit me. So I'm painting her, and changing stuff so the only thing I"m really copying is the face and idea. We'll see. shell probs become a voodoo priestess.
Came across a great quote in a book I bought today (the architecture of happiness)
"It is in dialogue with pain that many beautiful things acquire their value"
-alain de botton
and that quote explains a lot of why i do art. and why a lot of artists are insane.
also, staring at stars is a great thing to do.
EDIT: i had a breakthru with the blue guy i painted. and i've updated this post 3 times now. because I. Can't. Stop. Painting. I"m so excited i could pee!!!!!
Hi guys! My friend Bridget Brennan sent me this awesome link: http://www.arthousecoop.com/projects/sketchbookproject?utm_source=abduzeedo&utm_medium=ad&utm_campaign=abduzeedo
You fill out a sketchbook (they send you a moleskine- i hope it's got thicker paper but it might not) and it goes on tour in a sort of art show. It's $25 to participate, but I see it as a great opportunity.
You never know when some art director might pick up your sketchbook and go..." Hrrm. I like this kid's style. Hrrm. Think I'll hire 'em. Hrrm." (in my world, all art directors chew on cigars and go "hrmph" a lot).
Today I... cleaned the house (scrubbed floors, etc.), baked a carrot cake from scratch (homemade frosting is awesome), ran 3 miles, and copied down a ton of recipes my cousins in tennessee sent my mum.
And I ate at a sports bar and they had old footage running... so i went home and looked up a bunch of heroes of yesterday... Tonight I did a quick 10 minute warmup of Steve Prefontaine (minute mile and first guy to endorse Nike) and then took an hour and painted a somewhat recognizeable "Gentleman" Joe Namath, #12 quarterback for the NY Jets back in the day.
Will do more. it's 3:30 a.m. and I am super super jittery.