A Slaughter for Greed (Stolen Branches that Bleed)✨ii✨
‘Liquid Dreams’ More parts of a painting.
New work in progress ‘Liquid Dreams’ #abeautifuldecayseries
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.
Mural complete for now. Sympathetic Strings II
Sympathetic Strings(2017) [A Beautiful Decay Series]
Acrylic & Oil on Wood 36’’ ⭕️ Diameter
Excited this week to be prepping for a show in Santa Monica August 19, 20. @Uniquecraftfair #uniquela. I'll have new and limited release pieces available to those on the email list & visiting the show. Come by and take a closer look and feel of the jewelry along with some new work in person.
Recently I finished a life size sculpture from Day 7 of the Ishan Project. Thought I’d share the small painting along with the finished project with you… Resist & Remember.
IT’S ON!! The RELICS OF THE ISHAN PROJECT has now begun and to kick it off, we are not only launching this Kickstarter, but I have to show you how much I appreciate your support (even you who are just finding out about this) by spoiling you all at the ART THAT RESTORES KNOWLEDGE OF A FORGOTTEN SPECIES art exhibition and LAUNCH PARTY. I promise you haven’t been to an Art Show like this one. And DJ WONDERBOY will be on the 1’s and 2’s to set the mood right. It’s going to be a great time and I don’t want any of you to miss it. Don’t forget to sign up for updates, as I have some contest and other goodies to tell you about even before the show. Thanks from the bottom of my heart!
THE RELICS ART EXHIBITION & KICKSTARTER LAUNCH EVENT
By Leah Smithson
JULY 25 – 27 12 – 8PM (LAUNCH PARTY SATURDAY JULY 26, 6 – 8 PM
This is Day 14 before the Launch.
Here’s the official Video now on Youtube. This should make it easier to see from smart phone devices also.
I look forward to hearing your feedback. Resist and Remember.
Here’s a quick video of ANEW’s production on the last post for the year long Ishan Project. Thank you all for your continued support.
Just finished an interview with Patrick McCarty on Insight Radio. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
•Ishan Project: 365/0•
When the ground shook we all ran towards its source. We climbed the stairway and immediately saw Chûndra sitting in Netra’s chair. This explained the sudden movement of the ground. The magnetism she received dripped from her body like wet paint as she gripped the arms of the chair. She now understood the full nature of the Ishan’s powers, she could even feel her potential growing bright deep within her extremities. A Dark energy began pounding the ground. As she stood, her powers had reached their limits. She reaches out to strike 4bear with this new wave of electricity. As she began building momentum to release a sharp burst of energy, our ears began to ring. The only way I can describe it is as if 100,000 crystal bells were ringing all at once. We close our eyes as she released the massive ball of energy into our direction. All we could do was wait for the impact. There was no where to run.
At that moment, Rïden steps in front of us. He firmly fixes his gaze on the sphere of impending doom. Just as I hear the sizzle of Anali’s hair, I ,ever so slightly, opened one eye to find the ball suspended in mid air. Rïden was countering Chûndra with his control over her newfound powers. After all, they came from him.
Meanwhile, Netra and Aram make eye contact with The Forecaster. Immediately, he recognizes them. Although he and Chûndra had been outnumbered, his aim would offset any deficiency they encountered. He touches the scar on his face which was the painful reminder of the loss he had experienced. Then, in a fluid movement, he reaches back for his quiver, and his hood falls backwards. Instantly Olam Ra recognizes this face. “It’s YOU!” He screams. This shakes The Forecaster, but only briefly. He’d been waiting for this opportunity for too long. These two would be pinned properly. As he pulls the arrow back, Rïden and Koyu begin readying themselves for battle.
Chûndra just getting over the shock of her defeat, abruptly stops him. She says. “We’ve worked to hard to lose our senses. This is a losing battle. We need time to build our infrastructure. There will be other opportunities. Don’t worry.”
As they cautiously pace backwards, somehow Chûndra manipulates their cellular structure as a spiraling cloud wraps around them. Anali calls out to her, “Wait. It doesn’t have to end like this. We understand that you have gone through hardships. Better decisions should have been made. Why don’t we try to work it out?” Chûndra’s eyes peeked through the smoke, looking longingly at the family she never had. Then, something like lightning strikes the air in the small room which creates a mysterious cloud that quickly makes them disappear.
Now that the danger has left our lair, we tracked through each room to take inventory of the furniture built from Rïden’s limbs. Even though it had been a close call, they didn’t make it out with any of the pieces as far as we could see. Evidently, Chûndra and The Forecaster had searched through various rooms to locate her crown. Their attempts had been futile, though.
Outside, Spring leaves sprouted early this year. Slowly the effects of the Chûndra’s Sufna vapor are lessening. Chaen’s flowers pulsate to the same rhythm of the Ishan’s limbs. We propagated Chaen’s flowers with the blossom from Rïden’s furniture.
True birds that fly high have aided in this renewal as our atmosphere improves as well. Since spring is close, they will have the help of all of the insects and animals that naturally help with pollination. Then all plants will soon have the capacity to filter the air from Sufna. This coupled with our scarves has greatly strengthened the healing power of the flowers that feed.
Looking back at the past 365 Days, so much has happened. As The 4th Element, you, the Observers, and 4bear have managed to keep the world from total submergence under Chûndra’s Vapor. Thank you. Even though we have won the battle, we still have our work cut out in order to win this war. Opportunities will present themselves. Stay tuned. Don’t forget. Resist + Remember.
ANEW / Mixed Media / 9″ x 12″
•Ishan Project: 361/4•
She stands proudly. It was all a front, though. We can see the terror in her eyes. Finally, the realization of what was happening must have started to click for her. Her counterfeit smile couldn’t mask the disappointment she felt. The world she spent centuries building was crumbling before her, but we are not fooled. Chûndra is not one to give up so easily. Right now she needs us. For some reason, she can’t handle Violet on her own. Violet is a person she recreated and gave power to. For Violet to turn on Chûndra, ripping away all of her power and taking away her throne, all of this has to be horribly embarrassing for Chûndra. Her hatred for Violet is much stronger than her hatred of 4bear. She needs us, so she’s using us. She takes us for granted, though. She won’t expect that we will be using her as well.
Defeated, she laughs and tells us, “You will never be able to stop her. Her symbiotic relationship with those insects has grown too strong. Her tiny ‘Impostors’, as you call them, are too powerful and cannot be stopped by anyone but her. ” And thus we realized what we needed to do to take down Violet and the Impostors.
THE CONSTANT / Mixed Media / 4″ x 5″
•Ishan Project: 360/5•
When the glass burst, Chûndra sustained only minor injuries: a concussion, glass shrapnel abrasions and minor bruises were the only physical damages noticed. True Birds carried her back to our lair. After a violent tantrum, 4bear managed to sustain her inside of four walls covered by tarp derived from the N-oid tincture. Her energies began to wain a bit. Yet, her powers were restoring, thanks to her crown.
She rolled the magnetic energy between her fingers, harnessing the power in her tiny cell. A smirk moved across her face she caught sight of Aram. Aram glared back at her, remembering the torture Chûndra put her and her family through. And all because of Chûndra’s greed for power. As Anali walks in the room, she notices their exchange. “Take her crown Aram,” Anali says, “After all, she stole it from you anyway, and we can’t afford for her to break free. The less power she has at this point, the better.”
“It would be my pleasure,” Aram replies warmly.
She enters the cell and instantly a sharp burst of negative energy strikes Aram in the chest. Chûndra begins to rise, but Aram is prepared. Her flowers pulsate rhythmically and the kinetic energy from Chûndra’s blast is reversed upon contact with Aram’s body. When the impact strikes, Chûndra’s body falls suddenly. Unaffected by this minor altercation, Aram reaches down and snatches the crown away from her. Then, she carefully steps over Chûndra’s body towards the exit.
She couldn’t help but look back at the cell’s glass fixture to find Chûndra glaring at her. Aram innocently smiles back at her. Even though we have secured Chûndra, the 4bearance and the rest of the world still has a major problem, in the shade of Violet, which needs to be resolved.
ARC / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″
•Ishan Project: 358/7•
Olam Ra turns to Anali and continues, “We were going to let you know at the gathering the day she caused the Dark Sleep. Yet Chûndra managed to take over when the solar flare struck.
At birth, you two had different traits. Your features took more after your mother and I. Yet Chûndra’s resembled an ancient human ancestor of your mother. As a baby, her thighs had rough edges similar to our bark. Yet her extremities were more human like. So although you were twins, she took on human characteristics while you took all the Ishan ones.
Your mother and I adored you two. Yet we felt it would be more appropriate for her to be looked after by the scientist at the time. After all, he had already fallen in love with one of our own and his fascination with our magnetic properties had won our trust. Now looking back, I wish we would have done things differently.
Once you two met, we wondered if you’d catch on to your similarities. We were delighted when we saw you two getting along. We had intended on revealing this secret at that gathering. Unfortunately, we weren’t fast enough. Chûndra’s schemes have always gotten the better of her.”
THE UNKNOWING / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 356/9•
The night’s moon sprinkles light onto the marble floors tonight. One of the Guardians hear a familiar voice over commotion in the distance, so he decides to inspect it further. As he cautiously inches forward, he hears a clamored scratching and an eerie sound ahead.
As he turns the corner, he’s almost thrown backwards. For in front of him was the back of one of the largest birds he’d ever seen in person. This species had stood at an insurmountable nine feet. What was even more shocking was that Olam Ra had been speaking with him almost in a consolable fashion. This conversation proved odd. Even though he felt danger in the air, he knew he and everyone here were safe. As he stepped inside of the room the Bird’s neck turned a complete 180º. After it made eye contact with him, it hastily turned it’s attention back to Olam Ra.
SPECKLED SHADOW / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″
•Ishan Project: 353/12•
Jess’ courage never failed despite her infirmities. Her efforts led us to the fourth and final Element.
We had scanned the petals from Chaen’s heart and noticed they pulsated rapidly once the Guardians and I brushed our skin against them. It was quiet interesting seeing their pulsations glow in the dark light cast by the moon’s shadow. But this experience would not have been possible without The 4th.
I felt a slight tremor in the air as we all realized it was all because of the Observers who have helped us propagate this seed. Yes, YOU. You’ve been reading this project’s story. With open minds you’ve come to understand our invisible enemy. You’ve supported us in this public awareness. And you’ve had a strong impact on weakening its influence by exposing it, every time you‘ve mentioned or shared this project with others. In a partnership, we’ve been able to actively fight Chûndra’s influence. So yes, the fourth element was, is you: The Audience aka The Observers. This would serve as the final Element which could overthrow Chûndra’s agenda.
Through an analysis we will determine how all these pieces will fit together to form our cure.
THE 4TH / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″
I have some disappointing news.
Chûndra, of the Tritons has now been hacking into my accounts. I’m not sure what she’ll say or what she may do but be aware that she is extremely dangerous and not to be trusted. Below shows evidence she’s now started a Google + account already.She may try to post some things even on this blog but be very cautious because I’m afraid that she’s managed to hack into my WordPress account as well. My friends continue to Resist & Remember. Take care.
•Ishan Project: 332/33•
Olom Ra continues, “Sickness…We had no idea that Chûndra had been working with that bird of hers to break into some of our homes during the night while many were sleeping, using a substance to put many in a deep sleep and then experimenting on some of the Ishan. She would even severe their limbs to use in their experiments. She had already slowly started poisoning the surrounding towns of humans, after she had perfected her formula. She had different plans for us. A personal vendetta. She wanted us to know she was poisoning us, and for us to watch her do it helplessly. She decided to put her plan into action on this day in 688 C.E. during our festival.
“As she stormed in with her Tritons, she had the birds fly over us releasing a gas that paralyzed us, but left us conscious. Before the poison fully took effect, we were able to take out a couple of birds and use our magnetic ability to immobilize some soldiers. It wasn’t good enough. Chûndra managed to severe a portion of my limb during the festival and mix the shavings from its’ bark with a unique chemical her father trained her to create years earlier before he’d abandon her. She made me the cause of the dark sleep. I could only watch as she quickly mixed the potion and had her birds deliver the poison thoroughly until it reached each of the Ishan who’d fallen. I remembered the flood of emotions, even now. First shock, then anger, powerless, and finally overwhelming grief. Humans, who were once dancing at the festival, slowly became weapons used by her. Their vision turned oblique as their garments changed. They soon would join the ranks of her army she coined ‘The Tritons…'”
Triton II / Mixed Media / 5″ x 4″