On christmas day (2015) I started making paintings that I am ashamed of. Sounds a bit weird but I was thinking about 2 things.
1. a lot of artist have stories that come from their past and have shaped or inspired them in someway. So I thought it would be fun for me to dig and find similar moments in my life. Of course for famous artist it is always a moment or story that is mind-blowing or even zen.
NOT MINE!! A gang-banger inspired me! haha I guess its part of my condition and where I was raised..etc..etc..
2. I think about paintings so much everyday, that I take them way too serious. I decided to make pictures of things that I am ashamed for people to see. Maybe a guilty please almost... maybe... not sure.
I also like how they make me feel, those shameful things to paint. I am not fully ashamed of the memory or the circumstance, but I am ashamed of them being in a picture format. Like, they are too stupid..
So I guess for now, I am making stupid paintings about childhood secrets that I am ashamed of.
Check out the video below!!!
I am snowed in my house here in roswell., New Mexico... of the irony.. I left chicago thinking I would be away from the snow during winter and here I find myself in New Mexico in the middle of a blizzard..
more to come :) I have sooo much more to say about these!!!