I worked late last night and didn’t get home till 3am. Seeing that sleep was not in my near future, I decided to grab a canvas and see where a few brushstrokes would take me.
My mother had visited earlier yesterday and we spoke about my art. I asked her “if I painted you something, what would you like?” to which she replied “something with calm colors.” All of my work has alot of color in it, but the pieces themselves are somewhat crazy and trippy, so I decided to try using calm colors. I chose blue but had mixed it with white to give a light, calming blue much like a pretty, sunny sky has.
I started stroking the blue abstractly to see what my mind could eventually make of the strokes and somehow, THIS is what I saw. Obviously, the idea of creating something calm didn’t stick lol…
Untitled for now
The 2 foot by 4 foot canvas has been sitting in the corner hopelessly begging me to give it life. I have never painted a canvas larger than my usual 2’ by 3’s so I wanted to cover it with something amazing.
Inspired by an artist I met over the weekend by the name of Thad Morgan, I wanted to try something new. Thad gave me some advice that I was eager to put into action… Something along the lines of “let it flow, whatever comes just let it happen” …he had told me that this is how he approaches his work after I had explained that I have been being too much of a perfectionist with my art.
With no plan of what the finished product what come out to be, I just put my brush to the canvas and started laying down strokes.
I’m curious to know what you see when you look at this piece… Send me what you think.
Many people have interpreted this piece as a woman in deep thought, but if you dig down deeper, you’ll see that this piece is much more than a beautiful woman in thought. Haley is much more like a comet flying through the infinite in search of her place. She is not only beautiful but desctructive. It has been a blessing for the few of us who have been able to witness her presence within our lifetime.
The Thoughts of Mr. Rager
This is a piece that is very personal to me. It’s really almost the only one I’ve done that is a complete representation of me put into an image for the world to see.
Most people look at it and interpret it as “a guy thinking of the universe”. I’ve heard that before plenty of times. It’s actually a piece representing me and my deep thought. The earth, moon, and universe in the thought bubble pertruding from my “third eye” depicts my thoughts that are on a larger scale opposed to most of the close minded thoughts I hear from others.
The green secton in the lower righthand corner abstractly represents a marijuana leaf, the upper lefthand corner represents fire, and when combined together is a gateway to my enlightenment of a higher understanding of the world we live in and the bigger picture its part of… the universe.
I always thought I would never be able to share this piece, but I feel that once people understand the depth behind this piece, they would feel my perspective and want the same inspiration from it.
“Goodness works hand in hand, but two mountains won’t never come together, but two God-given five people will” - Old Man in New Orleans bar
On a mild Monday, I get a text from a friend asking to get together a last minute trip to Nola. With my Yes Man attitude you would never hear me say NO to anything. I DON’T DON’T. I gathered up a small crew to accompany us. One of those people being my 6’3” baby brother who had never been to Nola yet.
Hand Grenades in New Orleans appear to be the tourist way to experience the madness of Bourbon St, but I beg to differ. They our the quickest way to get you from 0 to smashed down the voodoo ridden streets.
Three to four Hand Grenades later and my brother and I are in full rage mode. The evil smirk on the grenades are accompanied by a small plastic grenade toy in the drink itself, acting as the cherry on top that changes any doubt that sobriety will be blown away completely. Walking to another bar, my brother grabs the toy grenade, yells out “GRENADAAA!!!”, puts it to his mouth, acts out the biting and pulling of the pin and throws it down down the side walk of Bourbon, laughing like a war thirsty soldier that fears no battle.
We definitely won that battle that night down Bourbon. When I returned home I felt the need to paint the Hand Grenade, our weapon of choice in the great city of New Orleans.
The Thin Line Between Life & Death
The inspiration behind this piece wasn’t sparked by any certain life event, or tradegy for that matter. I had hung up my first piece on the wall in my living room. I placed it on the side of TV that stood in the corner. One night, while I was watching a movie, I glanced at the painting next to it. The distance between the top of the TV and the ceiling was about 2 to 3 feet and for some reason in my head I saw this exact piece above it. I know it sounds crazy, but I saw a small 1’x2’ white rectangle with a red EKG line running through it. I had to get up and put my imagination on canvas.
When I look at this piece I interpret it as “The Thin Line Between Life & Death”.
In my eyes, the EKG line shows the last beat in a heart before the flatline… death. The inevitable event we are all reluctant to accept. Most fear death, some dont, but regardless of how ready or not YOU are, we all must face it and theres only but a Thin Line Between Life & Death.