Bruno Dias lives in a tropical country, a fact that inspires and drives his work to explore themes of regional Brazilian culture in a free, personal and playful manner. His street art expresses the relationship between physical space and the people of the country. Graffiti is an important reference for his work but it’s the feelings from the nature and the chaos around us which ensure the various painting techniques of manual, digital, spray paint and found art show through. Forever young and spontaneous, Bruno Dias’ latest works take an international dimensional as he showcases not only his unique style, but the unique style of Brazil’s regional culture to the world.
Victoria Viray aka Prettymonkey26 likes to draw/paint things–very sexy things. Using a wide variety of mediums, from vectors to digital painting, traditional charcoals to acrylics, her style can be summed up in several words; punk, rock, sexy, sensual, fluid, angst, beauty, woman, feminine, orgasmic.
To talk about the film Color Outside the Lines, you must first talk about black people in art. It has always been quite difficult to emerge as just an artist. You were always a Negro artist. You were always an Afro-American artist. You were always an African-American artist. You were always a Black artist. You were always a colored artist. You were never, simply, an artist. We can speak about Jean-Michel Basquiat, but it would be irresponsible to speak about him without mentioning that half of his insanity and demise was built on the fact that he couldn’t escape the bricks walls that is being confined and defined by your color (and all the stigma that is attached to it) versus by your creations.
Extreme contrast is one of the quickest ways to get a viewer to notice what sets something apart from something else. This distinction is important because, it’s the way we as humans identify each other. We know ourselves, by looking at what others aren’t. This stark contrast is heavy at play in the work of Toyin Odutola.
Examining examples of unique and classic art displays one major similarity: the Artist and the Muse. The concept of a muse dates back to ancient Greek mythology, where “Muses” were goddesses who inspired the creation of art in various forms.
Tumblr has morphed itself a disgustingly popular domain for the easily entertained and ADD, both of which, as far as I’m concerned, exclude little to none. In today’s day and age, ‘distractions’ are no longer thus; they are, in fact, that of which stimulates the human mind – at least for the time being. So naturally, as Tumblr provided the infrastructure, the fiends came-a-runnin’ – I’m talking bloggers and blogettes, artists, musicians, foodies, web personalities, and anonymous nobodies were all, if I may, “tumbling” together. You ask, what has come of it all? Easy: 2012 America.
In a land far, far away there is metropolis. It’s a metropolis filled with urbanites and artists striving so hard for Hollywood fame. It’s a barrel of people filled with high hopes and the criteria to be able to afford hope is getting higher and higher. This town I speak of is my home. This town I speak of is more commonly referred to as Atlanta.
Microwaves, computer applications, internet hook-ups, ten minute meals; it seems our generation is hardwired to want everything instantly. The now is even too late. We want everything yesterday with the fastest wireless connection possible. To call it a condition is fair, but to call it our sickness is more accurate, especially when our wants don’t align to the rules with how life works. Artists for all of our awareness, and conscious thinking and creating, have fell victim to this too.
Psyche Peep Show: Random Excerpts From a Mad Mind Vol. 1
The initial struggle lies within meeting pen with paper, but the thoughts flooding my mind are too peculiar and precious not to do so. To see the invisibility of my thoughts manifest so concretely onto paper alleviates me of inward clutter in a therapeutic process unlike all else. Here I lay, underneath speaking walls and breathing souls, unsure of the time or existence that pose my present circumstances. In this lonely state of mind, my imagination sinks wildly into the depths of its most curious points. Swinging in between delirium and potent awareness, I find a humble fright the common ground, yet a mentality pulling me closer to neutrality. My mental plight now drifts into an accepting state of edged boredom.
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