Drawings and Mixed Media
cinematic, political, figurative, strings, ink, pencil, charcoal,prints, material, expressive, language, obsessive, drawing, writing, consumption, prolific, intense, labor, personal, baroque, all over the place, colorful, two dimensional, functional, non-functional, painterly, lines, handmade, exploratory, consumer, studio, constructed, landscapes, collage, amateur, music-inspired, defunct, irreverent, societal, indistinguishable, object-oriented, attentive, fun, amusing, process-driven, massive, daily, friendly, travel, stream of consciousness, dialogue, digital, detailed
go to a show that’s not entertaining / get on stage / cry for a few months straight over nothing but self-pity / dance / sit with your thoughts / eat a bunch of weird food / change your diet / befriend a redhead, slowly, then fast, then sllo-o-owly / befriend a dog, rapidly, then slowly, then fuck with it ‘til it bites you / treat babies like adults / assume all people are pedophiles / be rough in the sack with someone you love / love someone in the sack when it’s time to be rough / take on a fad or two/cry when you look at a tree/ befriend children to remind yourself of your youth / have children to grow old / listen to talk radio / keep pace with shifts in music / admit self defeat / treat strangers like psychiatrists / act twice your age to understand the phrase “spending time” / listen to your peers / notice how the sunlight reflects on everyday objects / make up a word and define it / find a bug that mirrors your plight / provoke the ending of a friendship / provoke the beginning of a relationship / despise attachments / gain 40 lbs, lose 40 lbs / walk around the house semi-nude in the daytime with windows open / act like a monkey / scream / laugh a bunch / draw a bunch of scriblins’ / enjoy the heat / do exactly what birds tell you to do, even if they say to walk like a crab / if you don’t have birds, listen to the planes / say the words ‘love you’ / spend all your money / quit / nap a lot / clean the kitchen sink / work up the nerve to hump the ground / listen to bjork / look at your reflection in the bathroom faucet / light a torch / walk barefoot / learn the value of spooning someone you barely know / talk endlessly about meaningless stuff without directing the conversation towards sexual euphemisms / shut the fuck up / stay humble except when drunk, dancing singing, painting, drawing, fearing the youth or playing tennis / listen to a baby cry / talk to your neighbor / map out your breathing pattern / take the bus / get into a harmless car accident deliberately / wrestle / climb a tree / miss a friend / give something you truly value to someone you truly hate / mix some kind of powder into water, then drink it / travel int’l / stay confused / prepare to get fucked, figuratively / listen to your neighbors / pretend you have a baby inside you and wait ‘til nighttime to give birth / keep secrets / write down the secret to life / get scared of cats / take in the smell of semen / mark yourself with society / meditation / born circa 1978 / watch a football game / Fuck it, go to concert / best yet, attend a park festival / Overhear someone say something brutally honest about your mom or people who are wholly un- American / Eat Greek food, and caress an unfamiliar small dog.
When that’s over, you can roll around in the grass. Expand your life by seven years and Live loudly.
Working Studio II (2016)
I am using several different mediums to convey a personal message about capitalism in America. I am interested in the workday and believe that it is composed of a series of rituals and routines, of work and non-work, and of occupation and idleness. To me, idleness ironically mirrors theatrical gestures yet it’s far removed from the idea of play; for in between the moments of work, there exists a liminality. Since, liminality is neither ‘here nor there’, it can be both physical and intangible, yet “it slips through the network of classifications that normally locate states and positions in cultural space.” My intention is to interpret the liminal spaces in the workday by combining sound, drawing, text, video and photography in my arts practice.
I understand the products of labor to be changing as the world moves into a new era of capitalist ideals, and I am therefore trying to visualize and take note of the moments between working, leisure, and existing . Moments when we identify with our work yet understand that we aren’t free from the structure that makes labor exist. Some examples include:
boarding a train ; waiting to be laid off ; waiting for a bus ; a security guard standing watch ; day laborers waiting to be picked up ; writing code while music plays ; corporate group training exercises ; the water cooler ; picking up coffee for coworkers ; corporate campus activities ; dreaming about spreadsheets; traffic ; falling asleep at the desk ; the smoke break ; taking lunchtime to feed your cat ; standing at a check-in line ; dropping children off at school ; cashing a paycheck ;sending moneygrams ; the interview
A major byproduct of this research has been the stratification of economic class systems. This puts the middle class phenomena under a microscope, wherein ‘work’ connotes a practice that does not necessarily equate to happiness, yet still serves as a touchstone to the embetterment of our civilized society. A lapse of the capitalist structure is part of the picture that I expect to create. I consider how labor is happening because there is a disassociation between work and consumer culture that interest me, especially in light of “product” and the nuances of class. How and Why do we buy into cultural norms are questions I seek to address in my work.
Inside / Outside Exhibit - Unemployed Politicans
“The nature of the criminal justice system has changed. It is no longer primarily concerned with the prevention and punishment of crime, but rather with the management and control of the dispossessed.” ―Michelle Alexander
Regarded fetishisticly in the psycho-sexual racial imagination of youth culture, the real bodies of young black men are daily viciously assaulted by white racist violence, black on black violence, the violence of overwork, and the violence of addiction and disease. In her introduction to The Body in Pain, Elaine Scarry states that “there is ordinarily no language for pain,” that “physical pain is difficult to express; and that this inexpressibility has political consequences.” This is certainly true of black male pain. Black males are unable to fully articulate and acknowledge the pain in their lives. They do not have a public discourse or audience within racist society that enables them to give their pain a hearing. Sadly, black men often evoke racist rhetoric that identifies the black male as animal, speaking of themselves as “endangered species,” as “primitive,” in their bid to gain recognition of their suffering. ― Bell Hooks in Eating the Other : Desire and Resistance
Working Studio I (2015)
I am passionate about what shapes class, labor and economic heritage. It gives me a platform to examine myself in the social fabric of America. My family is Black American and first generation Czech asylum seekers so I am influenced with very disparate views of this country. In my practice, mixed media and video are fused together to create installations. Videos project on the environment in order to visualize an ongoing interaction between the walls and the hanging woven sculpture. Drawing and photo collage compliment original videos of people performing everyday tasks.
These visual elements mesh with my mediations over self discovery as I weave together image and design with video. My intention is to join any common threads that perpetuate ‘-isms’ of everyday systems and practices such as materialism, fatalism, or pluralism. The work address lapses of the capitalist structure and the semiotic nature of doing and non-doing. Behavior that makes the ‘suit’ go to the job and the personal history that provokes a distancing from the ‘self’ towards meme gentrification. Conceptually, I consider how labor is happening because there is a disassociation between work and consumer culture that interest me, especially in light of “product” and the nuances of class. How and Why do we buy into cultural norms are questions I intend to address in my work. More essential is who has control of the images that shape our behaviors and society.
The democratization of art as imagery, video, and performance influences my philosophy on appropriation, sharing, and the value of original material. I consider the Internet to be a source for the readymade video as well as grounds for new art. In this context, I place both appropriation and original work in values of non-art, anti-art, or art as documentation and consider art as an ordinary reality diluted by its own heritage. Therefore, appropriation becomes my process of heritage and relegates my studio practice to daily experiences and the momentary natures of ‘art’ and ‘life’ and correspondingly, ‘having’ and ‘losing’.
Sound of Plastic Installation
Melting to the sound of plastic.
Music made by people • Loud devices • Luxury goods • Cheap entertainment • Fast pop • Kitty-o • Analog mind control • Drug mouth • Addiction digital • Park heights • Repent Tokyo • Latex • Upsurging • Bella roma • Cartwheels • Downtown sound down in Hollywood • Dollar bills • Big teeth
Melting to the sound of plastic
White skin • Clone genius twin • Arts industrial • King of kings • Rise robots rise • Artificial bliss • Pentagon • Fornicate • Psycho fate • Disgust demento beauticate • Top hats • Top cats • VIP connected • Superstar • Million-dollar disco • Padded balcony • Fame • Fame
Melting to the Sound of Plastic
Electric shock • Dracula • Ectoplasm • Dead boyfriend • Duty free • Propaganda • Young go-go-go-goo-goo • New generation • Moscow dancer • Filthy habits • Delicate • Hangovers • Serotonin • Subversive • Artificial Bliss • Perhaps transparent •
Melting to the sound of Plastic
Ear pimp • Ultra beauty female pose • Moon struck • Wow! • 666 • Boots n cats • B.A.R.K.
wake up before the alarm. Fuck! My dreams need ten more minutes!
the glorious piss, coffee, breakfast, find lost keys, wash face, take vitamins, say thanks, goodbye, hello to news & day. Where did I leave my body? Oh yeah, it’s still in bed.
Shoot, I’m gonna be late for work. I hope there’s no traffic. Thank God I have enough gas. Do I have enough gas? Let me forget about gas.
Drive pass one of the following: (a) a homeless person, (b) kids walking to school, © police men, (d) runners who may/may not be independently wealthy (e) clouds and lottery billboards, (f) construction workers.
Put work shoes on in car. Finish coffee. Smile crooked. Remember the person I hate most at work and that will be the first person I must work with. Passions on communications skills.
Relief swells to pride in having a job. Person I hate then tries to micromanage my sanity. Patience is a virtue. Vesuvius Top will blow at 9:25
A break in the day. Coffee jitters and daydreams about Italy. Disgusting sugary snacks tempt my fat cells.
Ignore onslaught of essential phone calls, texts, and emails that shape my identity and my smartphone.
Respond to one essential text or email about overdue bills, weekend, doctor appointment, child / spousal indemnification, jury duty.
Work/Play hard and alert. The best hour ever $pent.
Adrenaline says I’m not hungry. Thought of food makes me sick.
Stomach acid noshes at my intestinal tract. My body wants something incredibly junky or a salad the size of Zanzibar.
Meager attempt at alone time. A shade of blue casts over eyelids.
Coffee, short attention spans, and memories about being 3. No time to burp.
One word:PRODUCTIVE (synonyms)–creative,useful,prolific,“I”in industrious, fruitful, dynamic. DESTRUCTIVE ( the Applicable Antonym for same time frame. Be sure to add on fifteen minutes)
Disgust about going home. Vain hope for exercise.
Spend two and a half hours regurgitating minutiae from the morning.
Catch up on 9:50 agenda. Thankful to be driving opposite of traffic. Gas is expensive. Talk radio makes me cry.
Arrive at Zen (aka a drink)
Some form of media or entertainment. Be around someone with a warm heart. Have a laugh. The Timeless Hour.
Shower, shit, n shave (Applicable to pre 5:20 AM)
Ugh, it’s almost ten o’clock. What happened to nine o’clock? I’m relieved to still be awake.
Some form of gratification
There’s my body!
This bed is dirty.
I’m so clean. Something in me feels dirty. What’s that sound?
Inglorious bladder call. Is someone knocking at my door?
There is someone at my door. I don’t care, come in, I just need five minutes and I’m ready.
People and the Places they Pride (Baltimore Series)
Last week was Open Studio here at my flat. Right before I was about to pack everything up and shut my doors, a man walked in and introduced himself as Ron. It’s funny how certain situations assure you that you're leading a life worth living.
Ron's son died in a plane crash six or seven years ago. His name was also Ron. Ron Jr. had gotten his pilot license and was flying a Cessna over the Rockies when the plane went down .
Four years ago, I did a watercolor of a plane crashing over the mountains of a make believe town. I considered the painting dark and unappealing so I stuck it in my portfolio so it would never see the light of day. I made a couple of horrible prints of the original and only recently pulled one out for the Open Studio. The print was blanched and the intensity was a fraction of the original watercolor. The marksmanship had been muted by the effects of reproduction, but I decided that I could try and sell it given the off chance that it might lend to someone's taste. I didn’t think much of it.
Last week was also the anniversary of Ron Jr.'s death. Ron had walked into my studio and, most assuredly, had his son on his mind. He rummaged through the prints and found the one of the plane crashing over the mountains. He rushed up to me and told me that he had to have the print. I said it was his, as long as I could come to his house and drop off a better copy. He allowed it and demanded that I call him the next day or he’d be extremely offended. Ron is an eccentric man, and I decided it imperative that he deserved a phone call. It wasn't until I called that he told me of his son's death. When we ended our conversation, I remembered I had the original.
I did not tell him, though, until I came to his home yesterday. I spent hours trying to print a better copy, and at the last minute decided it’d be best if Ron had the original. He decided to buy it for the price I asked for: $500. It was the first real sale I had of my work and the first time I took myself seriously as an artist. I rely now on the fact that I produce pieces not for myself, nor for a greater good, but for the mere emotional interaction I hope to ignite between my work and the onlooker. I hope this make sense. It's how I begin my career as an artist in Baltimore.
Today is different.
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You gotta be strong before you create. Ten photocollages from a series of daily posts on Instagram [|||||] Poems in a rigid 5/7/5 syllable stanza form. Written on my phone when I couldn't take photos or draw. Somewhat cryptic for readers but a form of memory recall for yours truly.Granted a signal From his finger, he exploits. The hardest of ice. [|||] As John walked away, Rona delayed her response. "Who's in charge?" Food spills. [|||] Likely story. "Bye!" The hypocrite smiled n waved. Somber moments die. [|||] "you must be someone." Tom, hesitant to walk through, sheds celebrity. [|||] Chauffeuring celebs, I latched on to French discourse. French plates. Make up caked. [|||] All a kid knows. Drive. The old man sat in the rear. The pleasant smell. Rose. [|||] You all need a large An extra large? And I walked. Security shorts. [|||] Coming and going, there's less and less of him around - to be sure (v.) [|||] Take sheets from a book and love puzzles, pens, and glue. Amir sends re•quests [|||] Sending an invite, Jordan tampered with my bout. "Come, come! To LA..." [|||] And she said to me, "You're the one who's subletting!" Dwelled within, with outs. [|||] Lifting a cooler, Sarah released, smiled, And spat,"Good for company." [|||] A gallery stands by its owner and/or works in stunt publicity. [|||] Muslim character Who does terrorist attacks. A great comic strip. [|||] Literally. Please Footnote that in a painting And spell it with force. [|||] When picking your nose The street corner hood rat knows That you wave to see. Trying tit for tat When getting to know someone Pouty shutterbug.
Christopher's Curated Collection
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