Tuesday, July 7, 2009
Outer Space
I tried to scan the sketch of my most recent garbage can art but it turned out crappy as I had only sketched it; no hard lines to copy. So here is a video of Supergrass singing 'Jesus Came From Outer Space'.
Enjoy! Pictures to follow as soon as they're available! Most likely Ssturday evening!
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Walk the Walk, Chalk the Chalk
Just finished the painting I had been working on for my sister, obviously title Owl Time as you can all clearly see that the scene this painting portrays is, in fact, Owl Time.
I can only imagine that any animal would have its day when it pulled up from the dregs of its ilk to join humanity in such highly evolved activities as extreme sports and drinking energy drinks. Nothing defines humanity better, I feel, than pounding thirty-two ounce cans of high-fructose corn syrup while screaming through the air on a small piece of wheeled plywood.
But seriously, I hope she likes it. It took me forever to finish and for that I will most likely apologize too much.
This Friday I'm going to be Chalking the Walk at downtown Canton's First Friday celebration! I hope to see you all there as I stumble through remembering my original submission. I hope they return my sketch or the image I end up chalking will be covertly different in many small ways. Perhaps it will be title 'Crisp Flaky' rather than the original 'Flaky Crisp', who knows.
I'm also percolating some more ideas for community fun projects. My most recent thought involves interviews and some small amounts of paper. We'll see what comes of this as my thoughts progress into fruition.
Stay tuned for pictures from First Friday as well as updates on my Massillon Garbage Can! I'm hoping to have three sides of the latter project finished within the coming week, all of which will be viewable here.
Till then, stay with me! Oh please, please do!
Friday, June 26, 2009
Early Evening Blaze
While working today I realized a smallish picnic table had been placed near our parking lot. Citing this as a valid excuse to enjoy the outdoors, I made plans to use the facility for a lunchtime retreat.
As the two o' clock bell rang me into lunch I willfully traveled to our office kitchen, prepared a salad of decent proportions, retrieved my baby carrots, and made my way toward the untreated wood table.
Lunch was very relaxing and took a lot of the day's troubles off of my shoulders. Customers had been calling in and making all sorts of ludicrous demands of me. A woman claimed she would be using two weeks worth of service in the span of the weekend and the fact that a small fraction of her service was nonworking was unacceptable. Suffice it to say, it took one escalation to supervision for her to get her childish way. Another man claimed his service was offered free which doesn't make mush more sense and was equally frustrating.
But while sitting outside I simply enjoyed my sun dried tomatoes and listened to the world unfold around me. Insects flitted about as I forked greens into my mouth and let the pain of ignorance wash from my mind. Every sip of my cherry yogurt consoled me and reminded me that these small distractions were life's way of telling me everything was going to be fine; there are much worse conditions to be in.
I regrettably had to return to my post once the three o' clock bell sounded but I did so with some small renewal of vigor and hope. The rest of the day relaxed and slipped into my control as I loosened my grasp of the bowstring of the day. I sailed through the afternoon and promptly returned home where my girlfriend and I joked about all of the cleaning we had to do at some point over the weekend.
Retrieving the large bag my sister had given me for my twenty-third birthday I found a small aquarium and Ninja Turtle replica. I hope the fish that soon swims in my aquarium finds a good home with us, I know Leonardo has.
Now, I'm listening to The Yardbirds and sipping some Stone IPA. If I'm going to live up to telling people I'm made of fire, I need to continue burning on into the night. Good night.
As the two o' clock bell rang me into lunch I willfully traveled to our office kitchen, prepared a salad of decent proportions, retrieved my baby carrots, and made my way toward the untreated wood table.
Lunch was very relaxing and took a lot of the day's troubles off of my shoulders. Customers had been calling in and making all sorts of ludicrous demands of me. A woman claimed she would be using two weeks worth of service in the span of the weekend and the fact that a small fraction of her service was nonworking was unacceptable. Suffice it to say, it took one escalation to supervision for her to get her childish way. Another man claimed his service was offered free which doesn't make mush more sense and was equally frustrating.
But while sitting outside I simply enjoyed my sun dried tomatoes and listened to the world unfold around me. Insects flitted about as I forked greens into my mouth and let the pain of ignorance wash from my mind. Every sip of my cherry yogurt consoled me and reminded me that these small distractions were life's way of telling me everything was going to be fine; there are much worse conditions to be in.
I regrettably had to return to my post once the three o' clock bell sounded but I did so with some small renewal of vigor and hope. The rest of the day relaxed and slipped into my control as I loosened my grasp of the bowstring of the day. I sailed through the afternoon and promptly returned home where my girlfriend and I joked about all of the cleaning we had to do at some point over the weekend.
Retrieving the large bag my sister had given me for my twenty-third birthday I found a small aquarium and Ninja Turtle replica. I hope the fish that soon swims in my aquarium finds a good home with us, I know Leonardo has.
Now, I'm listening to The Yardbirds and sipping some Stone IPA. If I'm going to live up to telling people I'm made of fire, I need to continue burning on into the night. Good night.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Nothing But Trash
So I'm working on a local art project to paint a trash can up with some fun characters. Inspired by the local shop 'Howard's Tiger Rags' and seemingly the only soda machine on the streets of Massillon, which are both in close proximity of my trash can, I'm going to paint a series of beverages decked to the nines. As the sketches become available, you'll see them here.
I also have some other projects going on. Please see the owl and ammo box below.
I plan on using the ammo box for transporting art supplies and the owl is intended as a gift for my sister's graduation.
On top of all this I have also recently been accepted for the next First Friday event in Canton, 'Chalk The Walk'! The sketch I submitted, 'Flaky Crisp', was selected to be created as a large scale chalk creation! Woo!
If you don't hear from me on this well documented blog, see you at any of these local events or in the streets of the world!
Monday, May 11, 2009
Abraham Lioncoln
Here is the final for the Lion's Theater Benefit! I hope it goes over well. I'm also going to donate "Pinky Tuskadero" and "Serpents and Steeples". Hope to see you all there!
Sunday, May 10, 2009
WIP Lioncoln's Theater
This is a new piece I'm working on for a benefit show supporting the Lion's Lincoln Theater. The finished piece will be complete as of Wednesday! Tell me what you think(if anyone is still out there)!
Monday, March 23, 2009
State of the Blog
So I"m drinking a beer and regaling the days events with a bit of humor.
It started like any other Monday: got my laundry ready, got my clean clothes on, and went to Mom's to use the washer. Got there, loaded my laundry and set out to playing some Gang Garrison 2. After kicking some ass, the washer beeped and I went down to get my second load started.
Unfortunately, we seemed to be out of detergant and dryer sheets. No problem, I thought. I'll go to the nearest grocer and get some of each.
That did not work as I had left my wallet a half-hour away in my apartment. On top of this I had less than a quarter tank's of gas to get back to get it.
I drove very slowly to conserve gas and my car did make it. After filling up, I bolted back to the grocer nearest my mother's and bought some dryer sheets. At this point I got my second load in and started and proceded to fold my current load. Needless to say I was more than a bit annoyed.
I finished my laundry and drove home like a total asshole. Got here, unloaded my laundry and trudged home angrily. Upon reaching my door however I noticed a small yellow envelope.
I got inside and set my laundry down. Upon inspecting the package, I realized what I had gotten in my envelope!
A wonderful package from a wonderful man! Andrew Thompson has made some of the best music that has ever entered my ears and he had the good graces to send me a free copy of his album along with a note stating the fact that I had won it even though the contest had been during the Autumn of 2008.
Now, whether or not Andrew had enough people enter his contest or he just felt sorry for poor little Canton socialite, I am appreciative either way. Hopefully I will have video footage of myself performing his single We're in Business soon so I can send it to him. That way he will know how much his music means to this Ohio-bound nerd.
But beyond this, the blog...
The blog is going to be updated. I've recently run into some expenses and things that must be dealt with. I hope to have weekly updates sooner than later so the one or two people that read this won't be to disappointed.
I have recently sketched out a new piece that is yelling at me to paint it. Expect a WIP(work in progress) picture of it soon.
In the mean time go listen to Andrew Thompson! He is a story teller and a wonderful musician at that.
I'm drunk! Have a good night!
It started like any other Monday: got my laundry ready, got my clean clothes on, and went to Mom's to use the washer. Got there, loaded my laundry and set out to playing some Gang Garrison 2. After kicking some ass, the washer beeped and I went down to get my second load started.
Unfortunately, we seemed to be out of detergant and dryer sheets. No problem, I thought. I'll go to the nearest grocer and get some of each.
That did not work as I had left my wallet a half-hour away in my apartment. On top of this I had less than a quarter tank's of gas to get back to get it.
I drove very slowly to conserve gas and my car did make it. After filling up, I bolted back to the grocer nearest my mother's and bought some dryer sheets. At this point I got my second load in and started and proceded to fold my current load. Needless to say I was more than a bit annoyed.
I finished my laundry and drove home like a total asshole. Got here, unloaded my laundry and trudged home angrily. Upon reaching my door however I noticed a small yellow envelope.
I got inside and set my laundry down. Upon inspecting the package, I realized what I had gotten in my envelope!
A wonderful package from a wonderful man! Andrew Thompson has made some of the best music that has ever entered my ears and he had the good graces to send me a free copy of his album along with a note stating the fact that I had won it even though the contest had been during the Autumn of 2008.
Now, whether or not Andrew had enough people enter his contest or he just felt sorry for poor little Canton socialite, I am appreciative either way. Hopefully I will have video footage of myself performing his single We're in Business soon so I can send it to him. That way he will know how much his music means to this Ohio-bound nerd.
But beyond this, the blog...
The blog is going to be updated. I've recently run into some expenses and things that must be dealt with. I hope to have weekly updates sooner than later so the one or two people that read this won't be to disappointed.
I have recently sketched out a new piece that is yelling at me to paint it. Expect a WIP(work in progress) picture of it soon.
In the mean time go listen to Andrew Thompson! He is a story teller and a wonderful musician at that.
I'm drunk! Have a good night!
Sunday, March 15, 2009
PC Crashes
Yes, my computer had recently crashed and I'm working diligently to get it back up and running. As many know I've not been creating to many visual pieces of art but did recently produce quite the pleasing audio eccentricity.
Ideally video of this musical mash will be online sooner rather than later and it will be here along with art show imagery. Till then, courage all zero of my readers!
Ideally video of this musical mash will be online sooner rather than later and it will be here along with art show imagery. Till then, courage all zero of my readers!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Art Show #1
So I've just gotten home from my first official art show and my first official art show after party. What have I learned?
It is liberating to have sold a work of art. It is absolutely freeing to have someone purchase a piece of your soul. The piece of you that yearns to be observed and recognized has been paid to be appreciated, not just appreciated but rewarded simply for being itself.
I feel a great weight lifting from my shoulders. I've already "conquered" stage through my improvisation and now I've begun taking control of visual media.
Even the people that hated my work enthralled me. To see anyone look at what I made excited me to no end. I felt like the kindergartner(spelled wrong intentionally) who drew a picture of my parents and received the honor of having the picture placed on the fridge. I drank it all in.
I hate to tute my own horn but this blog forum allows me to gush and I must proclaim that I am enraptured with art and don't see myself leaving for a long time to come.
You can expect a few pictures in the coming days!
It is liberating to have sold a work of art. It is absolutely freeing to have someone purchase a piece of your soul. The piece of you that yearns to be observed and recognized has been paid to be appreciated, not just appreciated but rewarded simply for being itself.
I feel a great weight lifting from my shoulders. I've already "conquered" stage through my improvisation and now I've begun taking control of visual media.
Even the people that hated my work enthralled me. To see anyone look at what I made excited me to no end. I felt like the kindergartner(spelled wrong intentionally) who drew a picture of my parents and received the honor of having the picture placed on the fridge. I drank it all in.
I hate to tute my own horn but this blog forum allows me to gush and I must proclaim that I am enraptured with art and don't see myself leaving for a long time to come.
You can expect a few pictures in the coming days!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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Thursday, February 19, 2009
Your Pusher Man
With the looming art show in my future I can only wonder how I have managed to get this far in any sort of creative medium. Granted this is just a local art show featuring local talent I have seemingly achieved more than even some art school drop outs have achieved(only those students who have endeavored to attain their diploma have gone to heights farther than I have).
I shouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth though. It will run faster than any horse I have personally owned not that I've ever owned any before now but the point is still valid. Something is more than nothing in essence.
I am most excited to illicit some reaction out of people whether it is negative or otherwise. I live for the emotion people emanate from their core when something stirs them up. It is the whole reason I got into theater and hopefully will be the reason I continue on with my art.
Emotion is the cheapest high in the world. The mere action of perceiving something can create a varying array of change in people's psyches. Sadness, anger, happiness, even hunger can all be sublimated with the right stimuli.
We live to feel and hold emotion on a golden throne. Love is blessed and worshiped, anger is wretched and condemned. One could even assume all illegal substances are taken to emulate the intense feelings of joy or mania often associated with pleasure or pain.
Of course this is all inference and I am only as infallible as any other person but it gives me reason all the same to make and produce art. Your nature serves my nature so let me get you something.
Let me be your pusherman.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Unwanted Internet #1: CuttleFiasco
My next painting is going to draw inspiration from Gezora, who starred in 1970's Space Amoeba. I giant blue cuttlefish with icy cold blood, Gezora was a frighteningly cute destroyer of mankind.
Having known very little about cuttlefish(aside from the fact that they look absolutely delicious), I decided to learn more at my local Internet.
Photo Courtesy Nick Hobgood under CC Attribution ShareAlike 3.0 License
Cuttlefish have a unique ability to adjust the pigmentation of their skin allowing them to rapidly change color. This is unfortunately missed in Space Amoeba though I assume if you're already a giant invertebrate you're not going for subtlety.
The cuttlefish also makes a delicious risotto dish according to Wikipedia. Another missed connection it seems as Gezora has time to escape to the ocean moments before death.
Now if we could teach dolphins to use a steam basket they would be set for life.
Having known very little about cuttlefish(aside from the fact that they look absolutely delicious), I decided to learn more at my local Internet.
Photo Courtesy Nick Hobgood under CC Attribution ShareAlike 3.0 License
Cuttlefish have a unique ability to adjust the pigmentation of their skin allowing them to rapidly change color. This is unfortunately missed in Space Amoeba though I assume if you're already a giant invertebrate you're not going for subtlety.
The cuttlefish also makes a delicious risotto dish according to Wikipedia. Another missed connection it seems as Gezora has time to escape to the ocean moments before death.
Now if we could teach dolphins to use a steam basket they would be set for life.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Nonsense: Polka Metal and Forward
Through rigorous testing and science, I have made a discovery. If one plays each of these videos at the same time, something magical happens to your ears.
With that being said, you may wonder what exactly it is that I do?
No? Well I'll tell you anyway.
I make art in various forms. Sometimes it is better than others and sometimes it is worse. But I just do it because it is what I like to do.
I'm still somewhat of a budding painter having only made as many as you can see on this web site up to this point. Visual medium up until now has mainly been pencil and ink to paper for illustrative projects or personal importance.
I'm am a much more accomplished stage performer having been in a theater improvisation troupe for nearly three years and getting paid somewhat regularly to do so. I have always wanted to expand my art horizons and this is me shoving myself over the cliff of change to do so.
So if you want, leave a comment on something you like, drop me an e-mail with the link on the right, or ignore this entirely.
Whatever you decide to do will make me happy despite the enigmas that may result from it.
-Ryan
With that being said, you may wonder what exactly it is that I do?
No? Well I'll tell you anyway.
I make art in various forms. Sometimes it is better than others and sometimes it is worse. But I just do it because it is what I like to do.
I'm still somewhat of a budding painter having only made as many as you can see on this web site up to this point. Visual medium up until now has mainly been pencil and ink to paper for illustrative projects or personal importance.
I'm am a much more accomplished stage performer having been in a theater improvisation troupe for nearly three years and getting paid somewhat regularly to do so. I have always wanted to expand my art horizons and this is me shoving myself over the cliff of change to do so.
So if you want, leave a comment on something you like, drop me an e-mail with the link on the right, or ignore this entirely.
Whatever you decide to do will make me happy despite the enigmas that may result from it.
-Ryan
Sunday, February 8, 2009
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