Synthesized Judgement (October 22nd, 2025), by Evan Travnicek. Mixed media on paper. Dimensions: 10.5″ x 17.5″
Behind not caring, there are layers of care. The ballerina’s back is faced towards the viewer as she faces an audience in her world. I didn’t consciously plan this piece. It just happened as I successively selected cutouts from magazines that I cut out. It isn’t exactly William S. Burroughs’ cutup technique to poke into the unknown universe for inspiration because I allowed my conscious self to be a main part in the creative process. My muse guided me.
This piece was me positively smashing through another long creative block. Creatively working through the vicissitudes of life, mean people, and one’s own unseen shadow can be a route to more creativity and growth. It looks like the ballerina is flipping off whoever is to her left as she walks forward. The manufactured flower is completely turned away from the ballerina. I wasn’t thinking about these psychological things when I was making the piece.
The perspective leading off into an unseen horizon lining the top background of this illustration unifies the divergences in the foreground, thus suggesting peace. I created a major theme of stability because of the dominant horizontal lines composing the image, but inside that stability are imperfections creating dynamic qualities that cause interest for the viewer.
I feel this is the most successful formal piece I have made since Foothill Neighborhood because I incorporated cutouts, acrylic washes, pen and ink, gauche, watercolor, and oil paint based transfer drawing techniques. This process used to be new to me, so I didn’t feel like I had a handle on it, but with this piece, I feel more confident in how I handled its outcome.
I titled this piece Synthesized Judgement because I’ve been re-reading The Critique of Pure Reason by Immanuel Kant lately, and he wrote about how our minds synthesize our worlds and the contents of our minds into a synthetic unity so that we understand things in an orderly way better. I took a creative route to illustrate what our minds do with this image because of the cutouts from magazines, the lines defining objects, people, and boundaries, and the colors adding degrees of intensity for character and variation.
The Tension Between Reality and the Unknown (January 2002), by Evan Travnicek. Mixed media on stretched canvas. Dimensions: 59.75″ x 29″
This painting was created in 2002. I was starting to experiment with mixed media on canvas as I expanded my palette from using only artist’s oil paint. I have continued my mixed media passion to this day. It comes from the do-it-yourself, punk rock, ad hoc spirit of the late 1970s, which was, and still is, in many ways, a symbolic sacrifice of ideal, traditional visions of perfection in order to get out of one’s own way for the purpose of creating in the moment rather than waiting for the perfect moment.
A passion for the line in art is expressed here. I was experimenting with variations in stylized lines. There is something technological and biological about it. Lines, as seen in nature, are really just surfaces of objects as seen level with the surface, rather than perpendicular to the surface.
The leaves of the plant I represented in this painting are called mallow, which is a common garden weed found in the midwest. I like their kidney shape. I also like the natural corrugation that fans out from the center of the leaves which creates a kind of rooftop effect for lighted and shaded surfaces on the leaves.
I find one of the most neutral colors one can use for a background to be raw umber mixed with some titanium white. It’s like the middle grey used in traditional photography which reflects about 18% of light that falls on it. The rest of the surface has a gentle absorbing sense about it, including the green colors in the foreground. The nascent forming qualities of the background give a platform on which lines can be defined.
It’s mixed media. I used a reed pen and diluted black Chinese ink from a vitamin supplement bottle converted into an ink well. My foundation is working with oil paint, but my work in recent decades has transitioned into wet and dry mixed media, on and off of digital media doc makers.
This drawing harkens back to a painting I made in 2002 called The Tension Between Reality and the Unknown. I will post that painting here after posting the versions of this drawing I want to post first. Then I’ll link the painting to its title so you can look at it for ease of viewing.
I’ll admit that I have been struggling with regulating my time, space, and mind with my smartphone usage and social media. I’ve posted authors, videos, and articles about the targeted map to addiction that social media giants and smartphone makers have made out of the human brain to exploit maximum usage of their apps and devices on my X account to raise awareness about this problem that I believe most people with smartphones struggle with.
My art is about relationships and connections. The internet and social media are about relationships and connections, too, but in a much different way. The colors, shapes, and lines are what represent relationships in my art. Maximum time, and data output from their users are what represent relationships for social media giants. I’m not anti-smart phone or anti-social media however. I am pro strategizing ways to maximize my own creative powers so I can be more active in working on my vision rather than passively scrolling through other peoples’ lives.
I realize that the still images made by a relatively unknown artist are like muted forms on digital wallpaper of cyberspace living rooms, but I don’t care. I realize typing something like that out doesn’t particularly help me promote myself as a confident and ambitious character out of a romance novel. Fuck that shit. I’d rather just be raw & real as I continue to fight and struggle on my path of positive passion.
Prior River has connections to a main theme in my dreams. I sometimes dream about walking down to a river from a gradually descending series of river banks. I realized that this theme has connections to my childhood memories of traveling down Dellyne Avenue NW, and Taylor Ranch Drive to go to Albuquerque. The Rio Grande is at the base of descending down the bank on which Taylor Ranch Drive is paved. This part of the city was still rather undeveloped back in the 1980s, so it really was part of the outskirts.
I suppose Prior River is symbolic of making connections to a river of life from the past that’s still there. It connects me to how creative I used to be and still am.
Original mixed media watercolor on homemade paper collage surface
24” x 10”
This image is digitally mounted
They look like robots walking around in the foothills of a southwestern landscape. The little characters on the paths look like those characters in Oskar Schlemmer’s Triadisches Ballet. This ballet is an inspiration for this piece. That, and, of course, the Bauhaus school of art and design. I have been reading Paul Klee’s volume one book titled The Thinking Eye, which goes into detail about his thought processes and theories behind his abstract art. I’ve learned a lot so far about space, line, shape, and color.
Gradients and progressions stand out in particular to me currently. The illusory creation of space using delineated gradients and progressions will never cease to repel and fascinate me in cycles of disgust and redemption. I get disgusted by the limitations of two dimensions to work with in attempting to suggest dimensions past the third. But I then get fascinated by the possibility of successfully visually communicating dimensions past the third utilizing only the surface of a two dimensional plane.
The simultaneity is already accomplished on a two dimensional surface because you don’t see the eventful sequences of times I built up the image you’re looking at. You just see it all at once. This instantaneous production reflected in your mind is a doorway to other dimensions.
This mixed media watercolor painting is painted on glued together pieces of paper, pages from magazines, and printouts. Before drawing the linear composition, in which I filled in the spaces with watercolors, I washed the surface with a diluted primer paint so that the images and text from the collaged surface would show through to the eye, hence subtly emphasizing the notion of layers built up through sessions of work and time. I used variations of the color yellow to fill the spaces of the buildings because yellow is a bright, warm, outstanding color to use against a more neutral background.
I intentionally made a progression from light to dark with the lines dividing the landscape from foreground to background, and then the sky. The sky is an evening or early morning dark blue. I wanted to convey the idea of a staff or lines on a sheet of musical notes. The staff is the hilly lines of the landscape and the notes are the buildings and the characters walking around on the paths. Hence my joy of capturing the illusion of space with abstracted lines, shapes, and colors.
Sir Vick L Os (version 7) Image derived from mixed/digital media Standard print size: 32 x 24 inches Contact artofevan@hotmail.com for interest
I titled this one Sir Vick L Os. I’m sure your inquisitive mind will figure out the Phoenician phake nooz. Geek beyond geek and squeak past squeak. The original drawing is of different colors than this variation. I thought I’d park my attention on this variation and write a li’l randomness about it for a blog.
I recently got some soft oil pastels because I wanted to experiment combining drawings using them with ink pens and washes. So that’s what I did with the original drawing of this piece. The original is drawn on a 7.5 x 10 inch piece of paper. The varied prints of it, manipulated in photoshop, can be of larger sizes. For economic reasons, I like to stick to the standard sizes so I can frame them more expediently.
I feel like there is so much more that can be done with cubism, and optical illusions. It seems like artists of the 20th century—in western worlds at least—allowed themselves to get lazy on creativity, imagination, and innovation. As it always seems to throughout the ages, I think art got institutionalized by elite tastes in the 20th century up to now here in the 21st century.
I use the term “elite tastes” because it’s more accurate than the 19th century term “bourgeois tastes.” The term bourgeois comes from Marxism which negatively frames entrepreneurs, small business owners, and non-elite class libertarians. Most of us alive today have grown up in a world that has been manufactured by Marxist oriented agendas because of an elite, government, corporate, political, ruling class. I say that because of the current, primary, global monetary system that has evolved from the Federal Reserve.
The Federal Reserve was created because of a few destabilizing events that occurred a few years after the beginning of the 20th century, one of which was the Panic of 1907 from which culminated because of an earthquake that occurred in San Francisco in 1906. Deposits were unavailable for weeks while money was needed for an economic boom.
The Federal Reserve was formed in 1913 by bankers, headed by J.P. Morgan, and political authorities in the United States Senate at the time to remedy businesses and shortages and lack of access to money. This is why I say that it was the first major tool of socialism for elites, bankers, politicians, and other titans of the time. It was formed to bail out banks, industries, and commerce. While it helped to stabilize the economy for smaller businesses too, its main purpose was to create an institution—a socialized insurance policy—against failure for elites.
So this has been going on for longer than a hundred years here in America, creating a permanent class of politicians who merely revolve through doors of banking, politicking, war-making, and sausage making. In summary, we have had a class of royalty under “capitalist” monikers, something the founders of the US fought to free itself from British Royal rule.
I wrote the last three paragraphs to set the context in which art in America has developed. Artists have never been narrated as being titans of finance, or savvy businessmen. Artists have always been subordinate to elite, ruling classes, whether if it was being a scribe in ancient Egypt, a court painter in Victorian Europe, or an intelligence-propaganda asset of the political tyranny of the CIA.
It’s especially hard for artists to get a foot in the world today because we aren’t creating anything excessively dopamine stimulating, such as porn (I realize some are); anything convenient and immediately gratifying like a sugar-carb permeated snack; or socially useful like an iPhone, which provides a handheld desktop for an endless amount of entertainment, guidance, media-making and editing, business, or social media apps.
In order for artists in America to really succeed with a self-sustaining, independence supporting income, we have to be connected to and socially pleasing to wealthy collectors, politicians, bankers, gallery owners, most all of whom are left-leaning. I note here a phenomenon of right-leaning politics to be less imaginative, daring, and innovative in the arts. I think that’s because conservatives are naturally rule and law abiding, whereas liberals tend to be more free with breaking rules.
I conclude this blog by saying the cliche that only one percent of artists “make it” with their careers as artists because of this highly selective, socialized, hand-picked world of western art. Most everyone is in debt to the debt making machine of Washington and its magical acts of fiduciary conned-fidence. At its core, money is what really, really matters to most people. And art is a fleeting oddity that passes by one’s scrolling through digital media on a handheld device. It’s hardly even an entertaining pleasure to most people anymore.
I titled this piece Pythagorean Meme because of its geometric shapes. They look like abstract housing structures on a landscape. The idea echoes the Bauhaus architectural school as well as mortgages for housing and the FDIC. I used the word meme in the title because I didn’t want to use the word dream. Dream is overly used in my opinion, but it still communicates so much about our illusion based world that’s relevant. So I sublimated it with an associated rhyming word.
As you may know, I’ve been fascinated with optical illusion art for the last few years at least. I’ve always loved the Bauhaus artists and philosophies of art. The word bauhaus has meaning to me because it contains the word house in its German form, and housing, home, security, family, mortgaging, financing, etc. are all associated with it. Art is housed by housing, shelter, and environmentally protecting structures. This recent style of art is enabling me to explore more of that and expand upon it with my own vision. Theo Van Doesburg is an inspiration, as well as Oscar Reutersvard.
It looks like a fucked up oil painting. Good. It’s not. It’s a trad-digital mixed media piece. The blue strokes and swirls look like an unfinished Van Gogh painting. But I selected part of them and placed them overtop another drawing I made a while back called “Ich Self?” The swirls come from Luna, the professional marker drawing I made of a picture of a model. John Marin is somewhat of an inspiration here.
I titled this piece a long title. I used to be a landscaper and I wanted to imagine what it would be like to be a seascaper, if there is such a thing. Anyway, I made it up. I imagined him to be rather uncontrollable, like the rest of nature. So this piece looked like a seascape to me. And the uncontrolled part is the superimposed strokes of blue. The seascaper is more of a spirit, rather than physical, hence the swirling strokes.
The big elliptical shape on the horizon in the sky I imagined to be a colony transporter of a selection of people transported from one planet to another. I think a galactic collision was going on at where they were from, so their planet needed to be evacuated. They found this alien earth like pearl and decided to unknowingly disturb the native alien seascaper by making it a home.
I guess the seascaper will have to split into multiple ghosts equivalent to the number of space farers on the craft and haunt them. I guess the ghosts will have to follow the offsprings for generations to come in order to “even” the score for invading the once peaceful alien planet. I’m sure a good science fiction story could be outlined from such a spawn of rambling.
I am revisiting this hybrid digital artwork I made back in 2013. It’s helping me resolve a dilemma with space vs objects. Space, ultimately, is empty. As an artist, you can play with space by creating subtle variations of tone, shade, and color in it. In music, this would be ambience. The space surrounding the objects in this piece are mosaic, but their colors are very similar, thus creating a continuity that space in 2d art mimics. Mosaics are like nonlinear, endless keyed pianos to me. Everything has a tone; everything has a vibration.
This isn’t a final piece here. It’s just one of the last sketch drawings I made in my recently finished sketch journal titled Art Aches. I post it here to relieve the stress that the unfree, algorithmically discriminating Instagram creates for artists it doesn’t like. Mr Hearthead has unconscious relations to two other characters who were banished to the shadows of Instagram called Iggy Noory and Spallison Sparker. WordPress is treating the Art of eVan better lately, so I thought I’d see how it treats Mr Hearthead. Mr Hearthead is an unconscious character who is derived from the heart and the head.
I captured this selection of a couple drawings I layered together because it emphasized this concept of letting the forces of nature do their things as I draw and create. Media have minds of their own often times I’ve noticed over the years. It first started with this notion of working with works of art I wasn’t satisfied with and not giving up and loving them anyway. Then it developed into this idea of capitalizing on mistakes as abstract expressionists showed me. Finally I realized I am a part of nature and I act upon and within nature as a natural force myself, so art just became this flow of letting all these forces of nature interact with each other and selecting material that gave me satisfaction. And so I share this satisfaction.