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Monthly Archives: December 2013

Ya… What the hell is it? In the eye of the beholder? Maybe, but I hear so many people say “I’m not artistic”, but yet they write a short story on facebook about a ex or a family member or a boss that they hate. Hmmmm WTF. When people ask me what I try to say in my art, my answer is “if it doesn’t change you in some way, I’ve failed”. I stole that from Henri Cartier-Bresson I think, but I feel its pretty accurate.

I think if people would just take the time to get in touch with themselves they could figure out where to get inspiration. Instead of  laying it out for everyone to see on Facebook, draw a picture, play the clarinet you have from high school, stack your spice bottles in different way, mow the lawn in a different direction so it looks like a baseball field. If all else fails mold your mash potatoes into the shape of Devils Tower. Then… step back and describe what you see.

A lot of artists draw off many different motivations, life, love, personal beliefs, changing the world etc…but basically its simple. Find a release, an outlet. I’m not saying leave your job and start selling mash potato sculptures on street corners, but take the time when something is on your mind and do something that gives you the satisfaction of saying “wow this shows how I feel…” Sing a damn song if you have to just,

STAY OFF FACEBOOK WHEN YOUR PISSED OR HURT!

Ok I feel better.

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Style. What is it? Do you have it? Do I? Style in this sense is defined by Merriam-Webster as : a particular way in which something is done, created, or performed. So as I read it, it can be anything. It can be consistent, in the same “style” as others or it can be just a way to do a certain “thing”.

When I was in photo school, I took some black and white classic nudes on film, ( you remember that right?) I developed them at school as I was want to do, and left them hanging on the drying rack and went home. The next day my instructor approached me and asked me if they were mine. I said yes and smiled, then he said “I thought so, they look like your style.” MY STYLE”? I thought, I’m sure grinning from ear to ear! I have a style!?! I wanted to dance like Steve Martin in the movie “The Jerk” when the new phone books arrived. (Sorry kids, ask your parents). I. HAD. A. STYLE. I was so proud.

A few years have passed….. I still like my style, but I think now I have discovered that its not a certain, trait, or edit or lighting technique. It could be I guess, but it doesn’t have to be. I think you can have a style and still branch into different looks and genres. In my opinion, doing the same “style” over and over again is boring. But…. my style can be seen in any of my images I hope,  you just have to look for it.

Look at mine, and see if you can find it.

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