Snuggling Fezz

Who wouldn’t want to snuggle up to this guy? Thanks Fezz!

Fezz in front of the mural I did for Art Share & Angel City Brewery.

‘Swallow’

Swallow’, Oil + Acrylic on Wood Panel, 24”x36” ⚡️Come see her in person this Saturday from 8-11pm at @hivegallery in Los Angeles💛

Subconscious Thoughts

Last night, at an event, a few people asked me if the hands I paint & sculpt had a deeper meaning. I had never really thought about it that much before. But after thinking about it I realized that on a subconscious level, they usually represent the ability to accomplish/a form of power. What do think?

‘Bridge’ Mural

‘Bridge’ 10’ x 12’ mural art for Angel City Brewery’s Heritage Festival. Thanks to everyone for coming out to participate in this live event. Hearing many of the conversations spoken after everyone threw their worries away helped create the title of this piece. A special thanks to @kfrags, @mrscheyanne, @lucid_morgan, @artshare_la & @ely2000k and all the Angel City Staff for all of your help with organizing and assisting throughout the event.

Mural at Angel City Brewery

May 26 I’ll be painting a mural ⚡️LIVE⚡️at Angel City Brewery during their Heritage Festival and ✨YOU✨ will have the opportunity to participate in the creation…

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!

HERITAGE FEST

12:00 PM – 6:00 PM

Angel City Brewery

216 Alameda St.

Los Angeles, CA 90012

Angel City Brewery ‘Strawberry Gose’ illustration

✨🍺✨I worked with the good people at @angelcitybeer for their new limited-release of ‘Strawberry Gose’, organized by @artshare_la . The official release will be at their Arts District location on May 15th. In the meantime, here’s a few sneak peeks of the art before you can get a taste.

Brilliant Particles

Brilliant Particles. Gouache, pencil on paper, 5×8”. Organizing my studio, I came across some of my work from a few years ago & was reflecting on how so much can change within a few years. ✨🕊🍃

Appreciating the small things in life that give us joy

I have a some fun new projects coming up related to appreciating the small things in life that give us joy. Here’s a quick timelapse of a sketch, including the,✨ #vectorearrings ✨, that I possibly will develop into a painting or sculpture later.

Appreciating the small things in life that give us joy

I have a some fun new projects coming up related to appreciating the small things in life that give us joy. Here’s a quick timelapse of a sketch, including the,✨ #vectorearrings ✨, that I possibly will develop into a painting or sculpture later.

The ‘Living Oar’ ready for 🔥

The ‘Living Oar’ ready for 🔥 #workinprogress

A Crown that Bleeds “ii”

A Crown that Bleeds “ii”

Feeling inspired in Peru & Parts of a painting

Feeling inspired while walking Peru tonight

Sympathetic Strings(2017) [A Beautiful Decay Series]

Acrylic & Oil on Wood 36’’ ⭕️ Diameter

Sympathetic Strings

Sympathetic Strings(2017) [A Beautiful Decay Series]

Acrylic & Oil on Wood 36’’ ⭕️ Diameter

Anew

•Ishan Project: 365/0•

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ANEW

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″

A Gradual Trounce

•Ishan Project: 362/3•

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A GRADUAL TROUNCE

“I don’t get it,” Chûndra says as she turns to Netra from her cell’s window. “How is it that you became so powerful with Rïden’s branches but when I wore the crown made from Aram’s stems, I could never get as much power?”

“It’s love,” Netra replied.

“What does that mean?” Chûndra asked.

“Our bodies are made with flesh and blood but they are also composed of a chemical components. Whenever we feel emotion, that emotion is tangible, a biochemical.”

“I don’t understand how that’s related,” Chûndra retorts.

“When Rïden gave me his branches, he did it out of love. That love flowed through his limbs as he cut each piece with accuracy, which caused them to retain all of their magnetic capabilities.  So the energy captured in each branch that he used to assemble into many pieces of furniture, was extremely potent.”

“But how did I receive power from Aram?”

“Her love for her family and her willingness to sacrifice herself to keep her family’s cover from being blown is what helped her limbs retain some of their magnetism. But the feeling of pain flowed through her limbs. So the power retained in her stems under your torture and suffering could never be as strong. She could never give them to you wholeheartedly.”

As Chûndra quickly turned her eyes toward the window, I saw light refracted through some substance on her cheek. A tear, which she slyly used her shoulder to wipe away before anyone noticed.

A GRADUAL TROUNCE / Mixed Media / 5″ x 8″

The Constant

•Ishan Project: 361/4•

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THE CONSTANT

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″

The Unknowing

 •Ishan Project: 358/7•

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THE UNKNOWING

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″

Speckled Shadow

•Ishan Project: 356/9•

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SPECKLED SHADOW

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″