work in progress-- "All Mourn"

i did this painting about 3 years ago while Brittany and I were at the beach.. anywho... i rented my uncles condo in ocean city and we went down for a week.

AND THESE LITTLE PIGGIES MARCH-- March 2009

THE WHOLE WORLD

OLD SHTUFF

THe landscape i did at the potomac real quick 3 years ago or so, and the drawings below it are from an OLD sketchbook in the early 2000's. I believe 2002 or 2003

TUrner... Classic ..... Mov..Paintings

I did this in an art ed class today-- its a thirty minute experiment with watercolors....

tee heeee

BYOP Show-- College Park, MD

1- Bastards of Peace
2- Alexis
3- The Story on My Dad

Bastards of Peace

THis is all i did last night for three hours was this entire painting. It is not complete.

CHIEF

this week

This one is called "Alexis" (above) and is named after a friend of mine

one started last night... and one on death's door

When You THrow Super Balls At Celing Fans, Someone's Gonna Lose A Tooth or Two

None of us are finished. All three of us were painted by Jason in the last weekk, to two weeks. August 2009. I see heads and i see beaks. Maybe i am painting the nightmares i have while i slumber that i never remember having. I haven't had a single dream that i remember a single snippet of information about in the last 7 months. I have NEVER gone that long without having a single dream that i could remember at least one thing about. It's weird. SO maybe that's what my last three paitnings, including this one, are trying to represtent. I feel like i should have a lot of dreams right now,but i dont. I doubt the things that i supress so hard aren't just kicking and screaming to get out..... I have to get them out somehow... Anyone got an ax?

cancers and what they do to you: how to detach (no im serious, THAT is the title!)

My Beginning-- Phil Anselmo-- some year in the past

Now... this painting was VERRRRY significant to me. It is not the first picture i had ever painted, oh no. It was not my best painting to date either. I became a fanatical draftsmen literally at the same time as september 11th. Very strange timing. I experimented with charcoals a lot while drawing towers burning. They work oddly well together but how morbid right? For about 2 years i carried on like this. Drawing all the time. I took a color theory class that had us by liquitex acrylic paints as class materials. I had no idea what an acrylic paint even was. I was so stupid when i knew nothing... unbelievable. But-- every week we had a different asignment due which was like.. making different designs with specified color selections-- like a quadrad drawn form the color wheel or only modify with compliments or only use b or w or sometihng... I was the ONLY one in the class who would ever paint anything but designs, seperating me from everyone else. The first painting i did i dont have a photo of on here but i should take one- it was a self portrait of when i had dreadlocks done only in blue red and yellow. I got an A+ on it. I was shocked by htat honestly because it was not NEARLY up to my standards for drawing. I could do photo realism portraits almost at this time but this looked like a stupid coloring book to me.....


SO the semester ended with me doing what i thought was a beautiful painting of my dog Cody who had passed 7 months or so before. It was detailed as much as i knew how to back then, since i was pretty much only expermenting with paint at that point. Belnding was like a revolution to me-- seriously! I got a B because i went too far off onto what i wanted to do while ignoring too many assignment desires. I think that this mighta told me something now that i think about it.... My grade was lower than some peoples... but i had one of the best pieces in the class. THis is a perfect way to discuss the way i see things in life too..... my life. sucka

that summer i did 3 more paintings- one of the twin towers burning. I experimented with smoke and fire. One of my swinging my dreadlocks around forma photo-- i experiments with colors and motion. I also painted a close up of COdy trying to bite my FACE> -- THe Doof in his most viscous and masculine form. I experimented with tenebrism.

I then stopped painting completely. It was a year later nearly in March that i picked up a brush again. And i am probably messing the times all up here....

When i picked up a brush again it looked like the above photo. It is my favorite living vocalist-- Phil Anselmo of DOWN and Pantera fame. I painted this, and i did it in my original way-- trace it on from my drawing-- do it on illustration board- paint the bastard with a border.

This painting, as minuscule as it may seem-- is the REASON i started painting seriously. I had just moved to Frederick and i was really lonely most of the time. I had a lot of severe anxiety problems going on at the same time and i needed to find myself an outlet. SO painting was the next step up. This painting was like my beginning. I suddenly only wanted to learn about painting. And painters. And materials. I still have way less talent than a lot of the people i know-- but that's why i work so hard-- because i know my weaknesses. i know where to focus- and how to manipulate people's senses. At least a little.....

g'night everyone

I am not sick- I am broken

i painted this shirt in september of 2007 in about a half hour.... it reminds me of my return to college and an environment involving artists NOT named Jason. I grew to embrace it. I grew to love that kind of environment. I felt accepted, at least, more so .....

On the back i wrote a quote that i looked up in the art library with one of the first people that i met at UMD. A girl named Dolly. The quote says "i am not sick- i am broken-- but i am happy as long as i can paint." Frida Kahlo

Only problem with painting yourself onto a t shirt is you can only wear it on occasion or you just appear massively egotistical... and really... how are you going to scam people if you seem fake? jokes. i get jokes

ugh..

the world

i tell ya....

Day 1- Niki Barr ed......

character assassination-- June 2009

FIst First- Jason style review

well well well.... not sure if i should fake an attempt at being sentimental, psychological, or just straight up BORING on this one. I started painting it in April of this year, if i recall correctly. All i knew was that i wanted to paint the canvas completely black and then bring something to life out of it. It's been months since i completed working on it (although ima go back in anyways soon for a few small things.) so now that i look back i think i was just looking at a lot of Caravaggio at this time. I think i have always taken a hair of influence from him but... not TOO much.

It's like a weird combination of surrealism, baroquey shtuff, and impressionism or fauvism. Like a mutant maybe..... I have never titled this painting, but i think that maybe i should. In it's first stage there was another skull almost in a mirror reflection below it. It had a bright blue in it and was really hot, but it looked horrible, so i just went completely over it. Instead, i just thought that it might be fun to lay in the nice hot light of a lamp and let my body disintegrate.

You all may decide for yourselves. For you see, all along i have been wanting this key lime pie yogurt that has been flirting with me all night. here i come!

Emily

I have tried and i have tired and tried and tried some more ove rthe last two years to accurately capture the delicate beauty that is my friend Emily. I failed many many MANY times. One was ok, and she seemed to like it, but i felt like the eyes were a little crooked at the same time.

THis one is abotu 3 feet tall and maybe like 16 inches wide. THe photo is a little less than complete because the neck needed a little more paint at the time of my photo taking. I tell you this because as many pictures as i have online, i still find it a pain in the ass to take them.

I don't have a lot of fancy technical talk to give out on this one. Sometimes when a nickel falls out of the sky it will land on it's side... the odds are extremely slim... but it CAN happen.


GOin in the shrine this one is baby!

Beany vs. Bambi

Malenathon

recently i have been doing lots of things.... with whatever tiny little bit of brain capacity i can muster....

Now, these first four that are all on black paper are just drawings i did one night this week while at Malena's house. I did them all consecutively, none were planned, and all are lots of fun! one is reminiscent of ghostbusters to me (building being struck), one is an egg fertilization gone completely wrong.... one i have no idea even myself what it is because there's an alien in the background, and the final one, which ironically was the first one that i drew, is a self portrait. It's me looking into a bug zapper, if you look properly, there's a profile shape in it. ahhh to be young again.

the girl at the bottom is name of "beany." -- yeh yeh you aint getting anyone's real name on this blog. She was recently hit by an suv.... right before summer break by a few days.... aint that always the way??? anyways.... this was based on a picture of her when she was in the hospital. Everyone who knew her was so terrified that she was going to die, naturally, anytime you hear someone was hit by an suv and has a bundle of broken bones.... death is no fun. BUT-- she's a twinbrook native, as am i, and we don't "die" by car.... we only die by bullets cancer or self infliction of disaster. SHe is totally rebounding at light speed so.. i am pleased to be able to have a positive story on something here... ha ha. BUT, i remember my sister showed me this picture and says "even in the hospital she's still gorgeous." I saw it and thought.... man that's one of the greatest pictures i have seen! question becomes why paint something that you have a wonderful photo of already? for one, breaking it down, and making it a painting GIVES even more of a human quality to it. Every spec has been run through my mind, like i am a printer and my mind is the cpu. I have always sorta dealt with that issue of making something that is similar to what is already a photograph. Not all the time obviously, i almost never directly copy. What i like to do it to start something, base it on a photo, then little by little stop looking at the photo completely as i work on the painting. Of course, i have so many different work techniques that i now employ after all these years thati guess it's unnecessary to explain myself to people. One example: there are specific reasons i might draw a picture onto the wood before i paint it, but most of the time i don't draw them on. Or how i paint as if i was trying to make a roorshacht test out of the outing. I make some paint marks. I look at the marks. I see things. I paint what i see into those things. This is how the painting i did at the begining of the summer called "without me" came to life. I am a huge fan of subliminal imagery. I don't wanna think all the time about waht i am expressing. Sometimes that gets in the way, so if i am roorshachting it up (a roorschacht test is where there's the ink blot and you're supposed to tell the guy in the chair what you see ... ya ya). so anywhoooooo..






this painting right here is yet to be titled but definitely is for sale: all i could think when i was painting it was of the phrase "downfall of man" so i am still trying to figure out what those two alien like figures above are holding.... some kind of red ball... wizards orbs or something??? maybe??? dont know.