This is a teaser to the workshop that I am teaching at Still Life Ceramics in Los Angeles California at their studio at ROW DTLA in downtown Los Angeles. I rarely teach workshops, but I am happy to do so for my friends at Still Life Ceramics. Join me in November 30, 2019. We will be making small scale ceramic sculptures based on nostalgia. Just bring magazine clippings, print outs, copies of pictures of your childhood, or a nostalgic and favorite thing. Come join us! I’ll show you how to transfer these images onto clay and use them as a basis for small scale sculptures that can be simply decorative or turned into small planters or jewelry.￼￼￼
✨‘Blood & Confetti’ ✨Oil + Acrylic on Wood panel, 24”x30”
Added a few new porcelain mushrooms to “Liquid Dreams” (The Millennial Mona Lisa) now on its way to San Francisco to dwell at @artattacksf. If you’re in the Bay Area you’ll be able to see it soon.
〰️ finishing touches 〰️
✨🖼✨ Work in progress sketch for a possible upcoming painting
I’ll be doing a live painting in connection with Angel City Brewery on May 26 during their Annual Heritage Festival. Much of my artwork is related to finding beauty among chaos. One way we can do this is by letting go of things we can’t control so we can put our energy towards things we can. In connection with this mission, this mural will be interactive.
The first 150 people that come to the event will be able to take an egg filled with pigment and write their latest concern, failure, or worry on the egg and at a scheduled time, we will all throw our eggs against the wall of the mural. So together we will put away all of those frustrations and make something beautiful out of it as I’ll incorporate the colored pigment thrown at the wall into the design of the mural.
There will also be a live band, great food and other surprises. Hope to see you there!
12:00 pm – 6:00 pm
216 Alameda St.
Los Angeles, CA 90012
‘Liquid Dreams’(The Millenial Mona Lisa) print will be available this week.
‘Liquid Dreams’(The Millenial Mona Lisa) print will be available this week.
Trying to avoid the 🔥s’ on this Sketchy morning…thoughts & 💕 going out to all my neighbors affected by the #woolseyfire
“Stop passively drifting thru life…Create the the life you wish with the Art as the catalyst…” Watch the full length video.👇🏼 Directed and filmed by the talented Daniel Beyer @daenielbeyer
In the studio today experimenting with colored porcelain on some new sculptural pieces.
A Slaughter for Greed (Stolen Branches that Bleed)✨ii✨
Excited to have new prints available next week for #uniqueLA. All those on the email list will get first dibs. Come by and see them in person Dec 2 & 3.
Finishing up a few last strokes on a commission piece.
Evening 🎨-ing after #uniqueuniversity.
Feeling inspired while walking Peru tonight
Sympathetic Strings(2017) [A Beautiful Decay Series]
Acrylic & Oil on Wood 36’’ ⭕️ Diameter
In the studio finishing up this piece while vibing to @toroymoi’s new album.
•Ishan Project: 329/36•
The San Joaquin River ran drier this year. This drought has been one of the driest we’ve seen in over a 100 years, even before the time when mankind’s records began, so say many potamologists.
There is another kind of drought resonating around Chûndra’s lair today. It feeds Violet’s obsession for her, and Violet’s body still serves as a cradle for the larvae. As she hides in the shadows of the hallway waiting for Kalese, the larvae begin moving excitedly upon her suggestion. Kalese turns the corner, then she begins feeling a tingling sensation crawling along her left leg. She brushed off the irritation when suddenly a sharp pain struck her in her abdomen. She begins to panic now grasping for breath. As her vision finally adjust to the darkness, her consciousness wavers. And just before she passes out, the last thing she sees is Violet’s dark grin.
CRADLE / Mixed Media / 5″ x 6″
•Ishan Project: 279/86•
A GAUZE FOR BLINDING
Once the haze spread rampant, a fractal pattern of the mind was disturbed. Years ago, a distinct spiral pattern of 137.5° was given the name: A Golden angle. This angle forms a compact arrangement that is extremely efficient in distribution of matter creating what people commonly refer to as a Fibonacci sequence. This sequence can be seen in a snowflake, a pattern of a shellfish, or in the circular shapes created from the petals of a flower.
This young lady was one of the first observed by Jeth who took on peculiar changes. She had been dancing by herself one night to a tune created by the rain outside when suddenly, like a gauze, a purple film began blinding her vision. It circled itself around her eyes first destroying the flowers waking effects. It then formed a vice grip around her neck, suffocating then reconditioning her to this new vapor.
Jeth had been watching in horror as her movements once again became robotic.
A GAUZE FOR BLINDING / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″
•Ishan Project: 244/121•
Anger? This word would only describe it politely. Her rage blazed white as she leaves her chambers. She had been used to controlling matters. Now, it seemed as though this entire time she had been double crossed. This only confirmed her disbelief in that four letter word so many people spoke of. She shudders as she remembers how some had tossed it around so casually. As if it were cliche. Used like dirty rags. Touched like dead men on pale papers. Shared like poisoned candy eaten by children on pagan nights. She’d show them. Yes she’d show them all what it means to feel what she feels.
4 LETTERS / Gouache, Graphite, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 8.5″
•Ishan Project: 240/125•
A FALLEN LEAF
As they bring the young woman inside their quarters we notice that she’s become incoherent. She had suffered some kind of traumatic experience which put her in a coma-like state. As Aram begins using her healing skills on the young lady she is in awe as she discovers another substance attached to her organism. It was a living breed, somewhat symbiotic in its makeup.
Aram takes a step back now and looks at Jess from a different perspective amazed at her courage, vigilance, and creativity. She had put herself on the line for the 4bearance. She’d need to be rewarded properly. A discussion was brought to the board on which gift would be chosen. After much discussion, they combined their magnetic properties and grafted her a new arm.
As Jess looks in the mirror, I begin discreetly sketching her reflection.
A FALLEN LEAF / Gouache, Pastel, Graphite / 5.5″ x 8.5″
•Ishan Project: 238/127•
Jess looks at him, as he taunts her with his eyes, daring her to make any sudden movement. What she was seeing was unbelievable, but for something this big to sneak up on her, how could she be so careless? He didn’t even have his cloak available. As he gets closer, she begins edging backwards. Composing herself for what will happen next.
Normally his interest was in only eating. He finds her movement of interest. However, as he edges towards her, he feels the moisture in the air around them begin to thin out.
SCALING BACKWARDS / Gouache, Pastel, Graphite / 5.5″ x 8.5″
•Ishan Project: 221/144•
(Con’t from Day 220) First her tendrils began vibrating. Then a mixture began, a changing of the ingredients of circumstance. First in India. Then Africa. Next Russia, which hopped into Spain and both Americas. Turkey, Japan, Portugal, and Buenos Aires also became benefactors. When she stepped back and saw her first days efforts bear seed, she was overjoyed.
MIXTURE / Gouache, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 216/149•
She’d never forget the scent. Although disguised as a double agent, her memory stayed intact. It was difficult performing this ruse. Yet, it was a necessary action if the 4bearance were to achieve their goal.
TUNNEL VISION / Acrylic, Gouache, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 215/150•
A SCOURING OF THE PLUME
The Guardian had been running through the fields when a huge gust of wind knocked her down. When her face hit the muddy tracks left behind, she looked up to find another feather. The fog broke and sunlight gazed through the clouds. Now she was able to see more detail. She first notices that a substance is gliding across the feather’s soft texture. She grabs a leather satchel from her belt to obtain this evidence.
Once Aram inspects the substance, it’s confirmed that The Sower’s suspicions were accurate. The sun-eaters had been a hybrid form of Cyanobacteria.
A SCOURING OF THE PLUME / Acrylic, Color Pencil / 5.5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 213/152•
A VISCID WALK
Her tendrils drag slowly across the muddy field as she mourns her seedlings. Salty water begins to fall from her eyes and she glances at the dried blood caked onto the lids around those traps placed just days ago. These invisible thieves had taken everything she’d worked so hard for.
A slow drizzle begins. The fog from the bay crosses the peninsula. Looking down, she sees the bird’s footprints. It’s claws had dug down greedily into the soil snatching its victim from its roots. All that remain: water condensation. She hears the first raindrops fall. This marshy field, once teeming with life, is now simply a deserted tomb. The pulsation in her heart skips a beat and her pressure rises. For four generations her family had protected and grown these seeds successfully. The rain begins to pick up now leaving her tendrils soaked. From the corner of her eye she notices movement which changes her focus. A blue green flagella like substance glides across the surface of one of the cavities buried deep in the ground. And then a spark…. An idea is triggered.
A VISCID WALK / Gouache, Graphite, Acrylic, Color Pencil / 3.5″ x 5.5″