Less and Learned

3.14159...

2008-03-02T00:11:00.003-05:00

Today AJ, Tom, and I decided to check out what kinds of secret treasures we could discover on the side of Clearwater Bridge. Turns out all those rocks hide a whole bunch of super cool stuff. I'm talkin 10+ random flip flops, buckets, metal scraps, beach balls, sippy cups, pencils, tennis balls, beer bottles, and a ton of driftwood. We made some sculptures with it all but I forgot to take pictures.

While I was searching through the rocks I found this piece of driftwood that looked exactly like the Pi symbol, you know, 3.14 and all that jazz. So here's what I did with it. I swam out to that pylon underneath the bridge, and wrote 3.14 in chalk right above that cool stick. I wonder if it's still there...

Waiting at the Dentist's Office

2008-02-23T22:05:00.004-05:00

Here's my latest painting, titled "Waiting at the Dentist's Office". You know the feeling. Everything is almost too sterile, the water cooler is too cool, or you want to read the old magazines everyone talks about, but decide not to because everyone already talked about what was in those old magazines. Also, you never know what the dentist is going to tell you once you're sitting in his chair, on HIS turf. Respect. Floss.

The faces are all one line. 15"x20"

Also, check out the latest SpokenThreads shirt. You know you wanna. I got plenty of sketches to show all yawl next time around but until then...

IRB Skate Shop-DAY THREE

2008-02-13T14:45:00.009-05:00

Today we finna worked on "the SPOT" going behind the counter.
Me to the left, Tom to the right checking out the scene like a worried prairie dog. We're just laying it out like it's our business.
After some delicious turkey clubs we worked with it until the end. We had to change up the letters because we didn't expect that wall to be so squished, but I think it turned out pretty sick. The security guard of the church came in from the torrential downpours going on outside to see what was up, and he says "Which one of you clowns is the artist?". As Tom and I started to raise our hands he cuts in, "I just can't read what it says! What does it say? Huh?" Now I'm not sure if this guy had serious vision problems or what, but we kept it as simple as possible and he still couldn't read it. Hahaha it was awesome.
Tom to the left, me to the right. We're havin a victory counter-sit experience. The best part is we have around 30+ cans of paint left over, and they're gonna let us paint on other walls around the youth center. Woo! I'll be poppin those pics up as soon as it happens.
Oh yeah, we didn't know the marker board going under 3 vs. 3 would be this small. I thought it was pretty hilarious.
Happy appliances? Check.
There's what we've got done so far, aything else we add later is extra. The skateshop opens this coming friday, I'll get some coverage on that faux fur faux real.

IRB Skateshop DAY TWO

2008-02-11T21:56:00.000-05:00

B-b-b-b-b-back for more today after crunchin our brains at school. A lot of people stopped in today to see what was up. Now some of Tom's friends want us to paint their apartment in Tallahassee and the youth pastor wants us to paint his spare bedroom. You'll definitely be seeing that later, but for now...
I did this 16 foot high rat casually snaggin skateboards off of fishhooks. Das' it.
Tom finished his skates grinding it up.
And before we left I made sure the appliances were happy.

This week we should have everything done. I'll post more flicks so you can see everything a little better, but for now just take it all in. Peace.

Indian Rocks Beach Skateshop DAY ONE

2008-02-11T21:36:00.000-05:00

My cousin, Tom, introduced me to a super nice guy named Braden, and he and some other members of IRB Church wanted us to paint the cool little skateshop they plan on opening for their cool little skatepark. They paid for 82 cans of some good ole Montana Alien, and we were pretty much allowed to do whatever.

I'm not sure how garage doors can get so dirty. That's Tom holding up just one of the rags we used to clean all that sticky dirt off. Woo!
Yeash yeash yeash we're talkin purple, green, and white punchin your eyes. Turned out pretty sick.
I ended up doing a massive 16 foot tall crazy guy eatin whoever decides to walk through his mouth.
That's so you know how big it is. That's Tom to the left and Braden to the right. I'm behind the lens, haha.
Tom was workin on some big freakin rollerblades, obviously this is just part of his progress.
The pastor of the church requested we put this up next to the basketball court for all the 8 foot tall youth group kids, and a 3 vs. 3 thing for a sign-up board going underneath the arrow. You can probably tell it was getting close to the end of my day when I finished those 3's. No worries.
Before we left, Tom and I made sure the trash was happy. :D

Basically, Braden supplied us with food and drinks whenever we needed anything, and he even let us skate the skatepark for a good hour or so. Not a bad deal, huh? More from Day Two comin up.

Errbody Havin' This

2008-01-17T22:22:00.000-05:00

Today was pretty sick. I went to USF for an open house on the graphic design program, and I think saying I was excited would be an understatement. My friends and I are going to St. Petersburg again soon and I'll have some pictures up of cool stuff I find.
I drew this today after some midterms punched my brain. The inside says "happy", and it's sending out positive energy. The detail is the connectivity one might feel when they are collected and at peace.
I'm currently working on a surreal movie for the Dali Museum's Video Competition, I'll definitely post it up here when it's done. Also, I got some positive feedback on the wire faces, I think I'm going to take a jab at some sculpture. We'll see how that goes!

Knuckle Crackin', Suitcase Packin'

2008-01-14T14:31:00.000-05:00

So if you get bored of plain paper, which really isn't possible, but IF you get bored of plain paper, check DIS out. Core77.com has a link to a ton of different paper layouts that include perspective, graph, isometric; you know how it is. Check it out here. It's a great way to reuse the backs of papers you'd be throwing out anyway.
I'm not abouts to be throwing any old works up here, even though my conscious knows I should. Since this blog is new, I'll only pop the latest stuff up on here. Deal?
I just imagined standing behind a guy like this in line, and what would happen if I tapped him on the shoulder. Nothing extraordinary, really. He just shoots ya a "WHAT UP!" and goes back to livin' the line life. I mean, just because you have antlers doesn't mean you should be pissed about 'em. He's making light of the situation. Be honest with yourself and give the next dude you see wearin' antlers a high five of the greatest magnitude.
It reads "Conjoined twins get all the attention". No matter how much you may try to deny this one, it's true. Nothing wrong with being popular, though. At least, that's what they think. Wait until they graduate high school. No more proms, no more varsity athletics, no more cafeterias. It will be tough for these two. Respect.

Awareness of Litter

2008-01-13T21:42:00.000-05:00

My friends and I were longboarding underneath the Clearwater Bridge when I got stopped short by some old rusty wire sitting in the middle of the road. It probably fell out of a truck from the construction site next to us, or someone just threw it over the fence. Either way, my wheels got caught up, and anyone who skateboards knows that feeling just plain sucks.

Anyway, I picked up the wire and started bending it into a couple faces. I didn't want to throw it down on the ground again, that'd be re-littering, so I took it home.
The next morning on the way to some early skimboarding, I stopped under the bridge again and decided I wanted to put up my wire faces. I eventually found some old fishing line bundled and caught up on a pier, so I climbed down to snag the trash away from the water.
After a cutting couple clips of line, I headed up to the top of the bridge to hang my wire faces. As I started to tie the first knot, an older power-walker lady approached me. She was really excited about what I was doing, asked if I sold my art, and offered to buy the sculptures on the spot.
As she reached towards her fanny-pack for a wallet, I told her I'd rather just hang them, but I really appreciate the offer. "Oh I'll just take them when you leave, then!" she said. I knew she was joking, because later in the afternoon they were still hanging a good 15 feet above the popular exercise trail.
I went back exactly a week later to see if they were still up, and it turns out someone clipped them! My fishing-line knots were still on the poles, but someone stole the faces.

Someone also painted a new and extremely messy stencil of half-closed eyes on ground level. Did the X-Acto knife challenged stencil kid cut my faces down? Did a grumpy senior citizen "do their part"? Did someone take 'em home as souvenirs?Haha, I could care less what happened to the faces. I brought awareness to the litter that is polluting our beaches by making it semi-attractive to catch more attention than if the objects were just sitting tangled on the coastline. When my wire art was stolen, it was no longer litter, and no longer a small environmental blemish that is all too often ignored. Keep our beaches clean!

Genesis

2008-01-13T20:04:00.000-05:00

Well, I figure I may as well start documenting my work online.

I'm gonna try to keep this deal deep in the underground, but we'll see how that goes. The reason I'm making one of these is because when I'm in my sketchbook, I'd rather be drawing and not writing everything on my mind. I think it will be much easier to log on, spit some stuff out, and come back to it to pick what I like and don't like.

Almost like recycling all the clutter in my brain to really discover that goooood stuff.

I like to write, too, so this will be pretty bitchin' when I start getting some creative stories going!

Anyway, until I build my own portfolio website, this is where I will post some works and what have you.

w3rd.