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“MAYA” 18″ x 24″ (Acrylic paint, Plexiglas, bleach, tee shirt, string)
I am very happy to announce that I have finally completed a new painting.
I last showed at Antikulture gallery during Art Basel (Miami) in 2007. Since then I have spent time away from painting, and focused on founding websites like Headquarters. By joining people like Aaron Cobbett, this website is my contribution to our community.
I have described my process in the past as follows:
My process is a search for the spirituality that runs through me as a consumer. The mission is to find a solution via the paths of new urbanism. The previous Art Basel installation was a series of illustrative beasts, collaged as examples of socio-economic issues. By using collage, each piece explores the possibility of finding spirituality in a contemporary urban environment. This is done through the repurposing of found items. Along each cut of paper is an entire life of the object. Branded, marketed, discarded, paper becomes trash, once as advertisement, now exists as the finger print of art. This is reincarnation, a third generation, sampled. The final product is a reconciliation of various elements woven into a narrative. Once inert garbage is now breathing life.
I am still in search of a spirituality that exists in an often times draining, daily grind of living in an urban enviornment.
This new piece is titled “MAYA”. Like previous paintings, it was constructed using very cheap acrylic paint on Plexiglas. the brushes are contaminated, and hues muted. The Plexiglas is mounted on a canvas that has been wrapped in an old tee shirt. The midtones of the flesh were achieved by bleaching various parts of the shirt. String has also been used to sew the tee shirt.
“Maya is the limited, purely physical and mental reality in which our everyday consciousness has become entangled.” Much like the paradox of art itself, “Maya is neither true nor untrue. Since Brahman is the only truth, Maya cannot be true. Since Maya causes the material world to be seen, it cannot be untrue.”
The tee shirt (for whatever odd reason) has the ingredients for amyl nitrite printed on it. “Physical effects (of amyl nitrite) include decrease in blood pressure, headache, flushing of the face, increased heart rate, dizziness, and relaxation of involuntary muscles, especially the blood vessel walls.” This portion of the tee shirt is placed under the figure’s brain and mind, and used to illustrate the modern, industrial, conceptualization of “maya” in regard to the Hindu understanding.
This painting is the latest edition to my portraiture series, and is for sale. Inquiries can be made by contacting me at firstname.lastname@example.org
First stop was meeting up with Kevin Bourgeois and Kid Lew at My Plastic Heart on The Lower East Side.
Then we went to Ad Hoc. I don’t remember what artists were showing (…notice the drink in hand.) This is me standing in front of a painting pretending I’m the artist.
Kevin Bourgeois and I officially marked the four hundredth time we’ve taken a photo together.
Here’s Laura Robertson and Kevin. Laura took some of the photos seen here… but I don’t remember which ones.
Stumbled outside and bumped into my boy CAZM. Who was CAZM talking to? Our dude Remed from Europe. (This is Fefe’s boyfriend.) He’s one of my favorite artists (you might remember the interview I did with him a hundred years ago for Our Art Site). I completely spaced on the fact that he was coming to New York. He had an opening Saturday night in Bedstuy but I was unable to attend. Much respect to Remed. Here is a photo of the two or us.
Crime is so low in New York that the police harass art gallery goers out of boredom. The pigs shut Ad Hoc down. Some of us stumbled next door to this gallery. I have no idea what it is called. Feel free to google maps whatever is next to Ad Hoc.
Kevin and I were um… “inspired” by the art to say the least. Jesus is our homeboy.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but the music was hot too. Here’s a photo of Kevin dancing to Janet Jackson.
We then stumbled down the block to The Wreck Room for the after party. More drinking ensued. Evidence:
I would like to thank Captain Morgan for making this evening possible.
Last Friday night Kevin Bourgeois and I swung by the Mars 1 and Nouar opening at Jonathan LeVine’s gallery in Chelsea. There are some great photos over at Juxtapoz. It’s a good thing too, because I completely forgot to take some. I left with my pals Kid Lew and Stephanie Hague. Here are some incriminating photos. Kid Lew smuggled out two Heinkins in his gloves, gave Stephanie one of them and gave me some Swedish Fish to chew on. Evidence:
…So I left the douche part of Williburg Saturday to go link up with my negro Cahbasm. His studio is a crack den located in the part of Williburg where suddenly Puerto Rican and Dominican flags dot the streets.
Peep it all over at the BOMBIN’ Blog…