Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Ghosts 'N' Stuff


Last night I sat on a stoop in Chinatown after a 4-hour bike ride that stretched from Queens-Brooklyn-Manhattan and I sat there with a container of noodles in broth and my sketch pad. I began putting to paper what first came to mind: "I'm sorry". Funny how such small, powerful phrases enter into your mind every now and then, bringing with them haunting memories of regrets and woes. So I decided to draw a small memorial for my fleeting thought and this is what came out. After 15 minutes I began to have a small (and elderly) following watching me as I drew. Unfortunately I couldn't tell if they liked it or not. No one could speak English....oof.

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Monday, September 20, 2010

Caught In The Act


The Art we look at is made by only a select few. A small group create, promote, purchase, exhibit and decide the success of Art. Only a few hundred people in the world have any real say. When you go to an Art gallery you are simply a tourist looking at the trophy cabinet of a few millionaires.


. . . TRUTH . . .

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Monday, September 13, 2010

Hello. I've Waited Here For You. For Ever So Long...



A tattoo I designed for myself. If I'll ever get the ink...who knows?

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It's Alice's white rabbit surrounded by foolish clocks. The white rabbit has always been an intrigue of mine as it symbolizes not only time but the anxious preoccupation with time. Time to me has always been sort of chaotic in the sense that it's uncontrollable, ever-going, merciless and relentless. Clocks have been man's way of controlling and harnessing an uncontrollable force. An attempt to give a symbol to something is really vague, fleeting and only a shadow of the movement of the universe. The white rabbit and the clocks, then, are a reminder of my place in this reality/universe. That I'm simply passing through for a short period with not much control over the greater happening of the cosmos. I still can, though, attempt to harness and control (to my illusion or dismay even) a tiny part of it -- my life -- to the best of my ability.

Also, the white rabbit is an invitation into the unknown. An adventure for those willing to follow their hearts. Alice jumps into the hole without a second thought (barely even considering how it's possible a rabbit would be running around in a waistcoat yelling 'I'm late!"), so I wish to carry the same courage in my heart to follow it and dive into the unknown -- to follow the white rabbits of my life.

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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Work Sketches

These are simply three quick sketches I did while I was at a work meeting. My former boss is obviously a lousy speaker or else I may have focused on what he had to say [AKA nothing]. Thank God I peaced out on him!



Made for a friend/co-worker who I always found to carry the best of human kindness and tenderness in her heart.



A warning to vegans everywhere...



Rabbits intrigue me. Penguins humor me. Magicians freak me out. Perfect combo!

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Modifying Perceptions Of Beauty


One week ago today I received my first piercing. It was a rather spur-of-the-moment decision but it was something that I had been considering for quite some time.

I have, since I can remember, always had a particularly strong interest in exploring other peoples’ cultures and beauty, being a huge element of culture, had always fascinated me. Since college I had wanted to explore the idea of body modification to and study how different peoples perceived beauty.

I decided to pierce my right wrist with a bar and two studs, a sort of counterbalance to my first small tattoo on my left wrist and the second marking to symbolize the two nails driven through Christ’s wrists.

What amazed me most about this decision wasn’t my willingness to see my flesh pierced or dealing with the awkward stares, but rather how easily willing I was to try it. When I was a teenager, a period of life mostly associated with emotional turmoil, self-uncertainty and rebellion, I could never have imagined daring to cross my western cultural boundaries. What I had realized before, and what the piercing reinforced, was that I had slowly broken away from those standards and norms of reality and the world that had been taught (or some may say ‘imposed’) to me since I was a child.

The fear that is instilled in you regarding “dangerous” behaviors like taking drugs, getting tattooed/pierced, associating with certain people, taking up certain interests, etc. is one that can be difficult to find release from. The movement, though, to break this fear is a movement worthy of effort as it can finally allow one to come to terms with how he/she actually and personally views this world. One can finally come to terms with how they actually perceive reality.


I got pierced. The world didn’t end. The government didn’t lock me up. My employer didn’t mind as long as I made no show of it. My friends barely noticed it after the first day. The world kept going. And so did I. The curtain of fear and illusion fell and a steel bar rests under my skin until the day comes when I decide that my current notions of self-beauty have change.

I’ve always believe that a human being has multiple births. One of these births is the one in which we’re first born into the real world – the day we realize that our parents are not perfect. Our two models for God are exposed and so are we. We feel vulnerable and unsure of the world, unsure of what’s to come because our protectors may no longer be able to keep us safe. Since that day we all slowly come to terms with certain things about our world, about our existence that we must learn to deal with. I see my piercing as a small step in that personal development - a step in the direction of being honest with myself and with what’s around me.

As the world turns and our species evolves I so too evolve in a deeply personal way. One in which I more and more realize that simply because an authority told me so when I was young doesn’t make it so.

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Interesting Historical Facts of Body Piercings

I. Ear Lobe Piercings
- Practiced in a ritual form by the ancient Aztecs, Mayas of Central America and various tribes of the American Northwest. The tongue was pierced to draw blood to propitiate the gods, and to create an altered state of consciousness so that the priest or shaman could communicate with the gods.
- Ear piercing is an almost universal practice for men and women, it's only in western society that it's deemed effeminate. At various times in history men wore elaborate earrings, including historical figures such Shakespeare and Sir Francis Drake wore gold rings in their ears.

II. Nose Piercings
- First recorded in the Middle East approximately 4,000 years ago, it is mentioned in The Bible in Genesis 24:22
- This practice is still followed among the nomadic Berber and Beja tribes of Africa, and the Bedouins of the Middle East, where the size of the ring denotes the wealth of the family.
- It was later adopted by the Punk movement of the late 1970's as a symbol of rebellion against conservative values.

III. Septum Piercings
- The piercing of the septum is probably the second most common piercing among primitive peoples after ear piercing.
- The septum piercing is particularly prevalent among warrior cultures.
- The Septum piercing was beloved by the Aztecs, the Mayans, and the Incas. They wore a variety of jewelry, but jade and gold were the most popular because of their religious associations.

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