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This artwork is too big for just one post.
(A 12 foot painting in this economy?)
Pss.
I’ve always thought that Goya messed up on the boobs in both paintings. They seem to be facing different directions, one in side view the over straight on. But everybody’s boobs are different.
Let me know in the comments… Do your boobs defy gravity?
Dysmorphia (Anubis), 2026
Charcoal and spray paint on silk and cotton with mixed media.
12 feet long
An assignment I had in high school was to choose a Master Artist’s artwork to copy. I chose Goya’s “La Maja Vestida” as mine to copy. Later I was told by my teacher that there was a second version of this painting, on that was fabled to have been made in secret and hung in a private nude gallery. Goya had made the same composition of a reclining female figure, but in the second the female sitter was naked.
I had a strange feeling of proudness, I had chosen this pervy work of art to create as my own. I was in on a little secret that set me apart from my other classmates that had chosen something lame to copy, a Dali or a da Vinci. Maybe I had caught a whiff of coyness on the face of the clothed figure, like she had a wonderful secret she might let you in on.
Ever since then, both those paintings became mine, apart of me.
I like to collect paintings or images like this, I have a small arsenal of sorts. Sprinkling them into works every so often, sometimes repeating an image multiple time several years apart.
Stigmata, 2023
Cyanotype, ink, collage on paper
30x22
Finished reading Jenny Hval’s 2009 book Paradise Rot, I thought it was going to be a lot more grotesque based on reviews I had been seeing.
It did remind me of this piece I had made a while back, a sort of physical dissolve of self, thick atmosphere, and little prickly bugs and spores.
Peacocks and swans are similar but obviously not the same animal…
In a strange unthinking way, I conflated the two birds with similarly long necks as I have been making this piece. Transforming the land locked peacock with its haunting call into an equally elegant necked bird, the swan. As the conflation and transformation occurred, I started to think of all the “Swans”, Leda and the Swan, Black Swan (film), Bjork’s 2001 academy award dress, and Swan Songs. They all carried a degree of violence to them, a violence that turned into a transformation.
I’ve worked on this piece for probably 3 years so far, I started making it in my apartment and then continued working on it in my new studio space. I still might be working on it, maybe I’ll forever be working on it. It’s hard to say “this is finished” and have the work be static, I would like it to continue transforming.
Another flower piece
Rose, 2025
The images of the eyes is Nicole Kidman playing Satine from Moulin Rouge, one of the best movies ever made. The piece mimics the folds of twirling can-can dancers dresses.
Iris, 2024-25
It’s been a while since I posted work, so here is one. The fly is cast in aluminum.
Lily’s always remind me of Diego Rivera’s “Flower Vendor” painting and their association death.
I also have been really into this song, I like how it is like 5 songs in one.
Okay bye
