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May 9, 2015 · 3:38 am

Wrecked Tangles (After the Crash) H1

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The archaic character you don’t recognize off to the lower right of this image is a character from the Glagolitic alphabet, which represents L in the English language. In my recent fascination with language and math characters from around the world, I have been drawing a few of them that catch my eye. Drawing a character from any alphabet puts its shape into my memory so I can redraw it anew in the future without having to look at it again for reference. In a sense, drawing, painting, and even writing helps me to commit anything to memory; it’s like a mapping process that helps to work out the kinks.

I drew several other letters, numbers, and punctuation marks from the English language to give you a sense of stability as a speaker of this language. While it is not my intention to alienate those of you who speak other languages, I must limit myself mostly to the usage of English when I draw a word in order to be able to explain what my intentions are for using that word in a particular art piece, as I am monolingual.

This image is basically the foundation drawing for Wrecked Tangles (After the Crash) H series. I find the letter H to identify the group it’s in to be quite fitting for it due to the fact that it looks like you are witnessing a three dimensionally imagined black-hole.

What it reminds me of is those explanations astrophysicists sometimes show to describe how a black-hole might look if it were three dimensional. They will place a heavy metal ball on to the surface of a bed, thereby depressing the part of the bed that the ball is placed on. These kinds of explanations of the curvature of space and time with respect to super-heavy objects–like black-holes–are, I feel, the best because they give a simple visual representation that anyone can understand.

I’ve been fascinated by surfaces, mediums, settings, contexts, and textures for a long time now. I’ve pretty much concluded that anything can be a tool or medium to use for artistic purposes. I wanted to reproduce a visualization I had of an information vortex, and express it in a Wrecked Tangles themed style. I have described to you before how you can imagine quilts being landscapes. Wrecked Tangles (After the Crash) H1 is another fulfillment for a variation on that theme.

I’m often amused by how the surface of beds can be used to explain the fabric of space and time, and their fabrics can also be used as surfaces to paint or draw on… that is, if they are prepared properly for that purpose. I find this all amusing because the bed is symbolic of sleep, dreaming, and pleasure. It is a doorway, if you will, for which your imagination can roam through its wildest dreams.

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The Feather-Swept Sky (version 5)

The Feather-Swept Sky (version 5)

I made this image back in June, 2013. It started out with using magic marker on paper. There was some bleed through from some rubbing alcohol I applied to drawings on previous pages. I incorporated the designs into the stains.

What you see here is a digital manipulation of the original drawing. It’s basically the drawing times four. I use mirroring techniques to accomplish what you see here, as well as in other images.

I realized that the process that I take in many of my creations is the process of unfoldment. Unfoldment is different than development in the sense that unfolding is organic, and flower like, whereas development is more machine like, and each machine developed can’t develop more without a designer making a new model.

Unfoldment is a process that takes place from within a living organism or being. So growth, life, and will come from within a living being, not a “lifeless” machine.

I titled this piece The Feather Swept Sky. I imagined all the feathers of birds sweeping the skies of earth and magically sweeping away all the pollution. This image reminds me of some Native American art and jewelry. It also reminds me of ancient Egyptian art work and jewelry.

I suppose it’s a religious and mystical image bringing us all back a reminder of ancient religions, tribes, and civilizations. It’s the wisdom from our past, and the magical beliefs people had. Especially the belief of respecting and honoring the earth as a living, breathing being, not a dead rock to be used up by the never-ending greed of one percent moguls.

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November 21, 2013 · 4:38 am
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Yellow Tide (version 1)

Yellow Tide (version 1)

It looks like a lot of people liked Purple Tide, the last image I uploaded here last night. Well, this is Yellow Tide. It’s actually the predecessor to Purple Tide. It’s the same design, but the colors are inverted.

To be sure, this is part of a drawing I created with mixed media on paper, including magic marker and rubbing alcohol. Thinking of rubbing alcohol gives one a cool feeling, as this is how it feels when you rub it on your skin.

I used to live in southern California, and would visit the beaches there on the West coast every once in a while. The colors in Yellow tide remind me some of the memories I have of going to New Port, Dana Point, San Clemente, or Laguna.

Yet, this image is abstract enough to merely suggest a beach scene. In fact, if you get a totally different impression, then, by all means, let yourself explore that line of thought into your own imagination, and use this image as a doorway to help you get there.

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November 21, 2013 · 4:32 am
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Purple Tide (version 1)

Purple Tide (version 1)

This image here is a fragment chosen from Ploidy the Diploid, which is another image in this album. As I often do when I get a chance, I pull out previous works I’ve done and see new things in them that intuitively look like they could be independent art works in themselves.

Creation has a tendency to morph and grow out of what came before, even when it seems completely unrelated. The subconscious mind is a lot less discriminative, and categorical in the sense of conscious classification systems. In fact, chief editors of newspapers and magazines know that the positioning of supposedly unrelated ads actually contribute to an article you may be reading. It actually gets digested in your subconscious mind as one interrelated kilobyte of information.

So this image here looks to me like an ocean wave under a purple and red sky. My fascination with alien planets makes me think of an ocean somewhere else in the universe. Though it is independent of earth, the properties of this imaginary place are connected and related in the sense of liquid, and high & low tides.

It’s just a very liquid picture composed of relatively basic abstract shapes, another one of my approaches to creation. That’s the thing, I really like to embroil my audience with intricacies and complexities in my art, but I try to point out the basic and simple shapes that are used to construct such elaborate labyrinths.

It’s the idea of perfection versus imperfection, and all of the intuitive visual equations that I subconsciously work out in the water of my mind.

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November 20, 2013 · 7:37 am
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Lunar Equipment (version 3)

Lunar Equipment (version 3)

At long last I relieve you with my promise to post this image. While it is different than the background to my Twitter profile, it still is essentially the same graphics, just with different colors.

A day after I made this image, I went to a cafe to do some writing. While I was writing, several people started gathering around an area in the outside section of the cafe and looking up at something. I could see them through the large windows, but I couldn’t see what they were looking at.

My curiosity got the best of me, and I said “I’ve got to see what everyone’s looking at” while getting up and going outside to see what was so eventful. A woman I walked up next to said to me that “it’s a big moth–about five inches big” as she pointed up towards the ceiling in the moth’s direction.

I didn’t realize that I had just made an image with some moths in it the night before, but after observing the strange all-black moth and sitting back down at my seat, I recalled what I had created. I felt those exciting subtle pangs of recognizing this synchronistic event as I made the association.

Upon a little more association, I connect the meaning of moths to the moon, and how the moon associates with lunacy. Moths wildly flying around sources of light in the night behave like lunatics as humans might define it. And there have been some studies that reinforce superstitions with respect to full moons and rises in strange behaviors in people.

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August 13, 2013 · 4:52 am