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Dec 27, 2009

Day 28

Oil on Canvas. Painted from a Photograph.
Just a tiny bit obsessed with black backgrounds.

Its not that big. I like the floor, cheap easel that makes stand is lying in the corner. Expensive easels that allow you to sit, can't afford.

Cleaning the black from the paint brush was a mess. I have used black occasionally (Ms. La Due's advise) in my previous paintings but this one required a lot of black for the sharp contrast. I made more mess cleaning up than making the mess itself (if this makes any sense). Definitely ruined the most comfortable jeans ever. =(
Ok I think I am going to crash now. Super exhausted!!!

Dec 21, 2009

Day 27



Coffee Filter provided by Matt Williams

Marker and watercolor. 12/20/09

More Coffee Filter Art

Now accepting any sort of coffee filter (used/new/partially ripped/smelly/burnt/decaf/hazelnut flavored/) donation. just kidding. well if you are going to throw them away then I will certainly take them.

Dec 17, 2009

Day 26








Paintings without any signature, yet we all know the painter.
3.2 mega pixel (yes its super old) camera does no justice to these beautiful colors of the Sunrise.

btw, these are all from different days.

Dec 5, 2009

Some art it is...



On usual days, I wake up to beautiful Sunrise =)
Today the Sun was hiding behind the clouds.
But, I saw a more beautiful thing as I walked outside my appt.
A piece of art that a drunk probably created last night and if a pothead, who might call himself an artist, were to pass by would pick it up and place it in some art museum calling this broken exit sign a piece of modern art.
That artist might call this thing, 'The Agony OF the Ecstasy', truly expressing the feelings of how a human(under the influence) feels when the exit sign/journey after life/life towards the end has been cut short due to drugs, or something on that line. I am just making this up...
I am sure there is someone out there who would curate a stupid show with broken exit signs and probably make a lot of money. I mean whatever, but for now my hallway is more than a hallway, its where all the bad art meets. And I get to admire it every time I open the door to leave 533.

Another piece of art I saw, was a blown up 'something' (it was not a balloon for sure), tied on someones door with food all around it. But by the time I got back to take a picture of it, it was gone. They must have heard Amanda and I screaming outside their door in shock.
"WHHAAAT THE HELL IS THAT?"
"OH NO ITS NOT A BALLOON!!!!!"
"EWWWWWW"
"KARDON BE DISGUSTING"

Luckily, I slept through all the mayhem that happened last night.
The joys of living at Kardon ^_^
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