paddlin'

when they said repent, i wondered what they meant..yes it has been a leonard cohen morning. funny how he always sets me in a philosophical,contemplative mood....hmmmm....don't have a camera right now, it was possibly stolen at the gallery opening friday night, or i just set it down in a strange place when i walked in. i hope the latter, why someone would want that ragged out taped up, slightly bent lens ed camera is besides me..but it was in a nice case. this week is a strong paddle stroke in the direction of my work. it is two fold, luckily i have two paddle in my boat! first i am spring boarding back into the art on clothes business, i have the opportunity to learn the process in detail, and rent out the shop to do my work. this is perfect, i will have complete control of the design process from start to finish....i printed out two small runs last week and have the fever hot coursing through my veins now....i plan on filling my etsy shop up with clothes..that mean i get to be come a fashion photographer...fun! i have always wanted to work in fashion design industry, specifically in the skate/surf/extreme sport genre...these were the clothes that i grew up with and still turn me on. i like the urban atstectic, and feel my work will translate well in this arena. i have a ton of shirts that i got second hand to work on my style and designs..second oar with be pulling my ceramic work in a new direction for this month. something completely diff i am hoping. any ideas?i have a fuckin' show with a girl from nyc in one month! ahhhh! her work is very collage like aith a strong urban feel to it. hard to explain. she is taking old antique carousel horses and well you you will have to wait and see! dec.7th is our show date..shit better get to work see ya!...

more evil..less perfume please..

well well, i am busy today. just finished a dark painting in acrylics for the nth show tomm. the show started off as a halloween show, and now will be res-shown for our towns art-crawl tonight. the theme was dark halloween shit, and i was told to paint something to fill in a blank space on the wall. i tried to get dark, but was feeling very un-dark yesterday...so i painted this 2x3 ft masonite, while listening to happy music and chatting with customers who came into hands gallery yesterday...really didn't know where i was going with it, has been a couple of years since i messed with acrylics, but i liked the fast pace in which i could work them. the painting went through several stages, as i try to show here.besides that today i am decaling slip-ware, casting pots, and buying t-shirts for tomm. screen-print run which i am pumped about, since james is letting me get my hands dirty with the process and screen some of my shirts...soon i hop to be completely in control of the whole process..i am buying the shirts from the thrift store since, and will use the money made to buy some nice shirts for the next run...also, it is possible to wear too much perfume ladies, i will never buy conventional spinach(sprayed) again(tasted like metal), and obama seems to be another cog in the great machine..albeit a shiny and pretty one..wassup health care-reform package? bullshit! these are my organic free-range opinion of the world for today...

ceramic cleavage

no reason to explain. i am back never really left. just been swallowed whole by the face-book social whale....so my art-life marches on, always evolving, and bored by the finished product mostly. i am stuck in the high of process and new territory...the main focus has been a ping pong dance back and forth paint and pot...mostly now i am slip-casting, which has thrown me more into the surface design, and less into the making of each piece. when i get honest about it, i am just trying to get my paintings on my pots..is that such a crime? maybe, but i always felt most deviously comfortable in translating the lines of obscurity. painting is both the poison and antidote. yes, i want to abuse ceramics and sling around tradition. hell i don't even feel like a potter these days..like i am robbing the vaults of ceramic history for whatever loot can help to glue my vision of color and collage. been experimenting with slips, stains, underglazes, glazes, and next decals...all in the hopes of transposing the images of creation and decay, through color, texture and language. these are some tea-cup shots from my last show... so in short i still don't know shit and am very happy finding out something new in my art everyday.

living in color..

i am slacking on the blog, here are some new paintings, one is i am still working on.. i am torn between the two worlds, during the dat i work on ceramics, which i am in a bit of a rut, need to make some new molds, and start some large wheel worked pieces. the paintings arejusyt coming out, one every two or three days., only had a couple on view, and they sold, which is a good sign. i really like working in the oils, i am learning something new each painting. i will try and keep this blog flowing with pics,...now it is raining, and i am brewing some strong yerba. ready to paint. add music and i am off into another world for a couple of hours...i love my job.

plaster disaster and the biggest moments of my life...

.yes, life is awesome right now, so many new events manifesting and my art life is the fullest ever. i will let the pictures do the talking,....hope you are well, and living everyday full. it is why we are here, to experience and learn. which is what i am doing with this damn plaster. God has placed me on earth to learn the limitations of my using flashing for the mold container...the almighty has spoken in the abstract sending a powerful sign three times, the plaster did run. the vision appeared after the third, a strong dream came to me, in which i went to the hardware store, and build the wine goblet frame out of wood and with clamps. clamps my son!, stop fucking around here....these are the words that echoed in my mind... paintings are moving along,these two are alomost there... i am waiting for the raw frames, to finish, and i will be showing and painting this friday at the art crawl..also,i am sufficiently addicted to face-book. as i write i am curled up in the corner of the bathroom shaking,..have not checked my homepage in over ten hours..the withdrawals are bad man,.... it happens people. i have been posting most of my work life and cerebral wanderings on there. hey, join the good fight and be my friend. use my name or jeffmartinceramics@mac.com for the search. you really get a day to day experience, sometimes hour to hour depending on how bad i am distracted from real life.

rotting my brain..

been doing alot of painting as of late...stepped into oils and am happily slipping into apigment induced coma..the lady at the art store suggested that i stop painting with my finger, or risk "rotting my brain out"....right on track with that.  the slip work is moving ahead too, forur new forms designed, a large platter, two mugs, and a tall vase...my daughter is graduating from pre-school today...should be exciting!

finado...

i am slacking on my blog, so much work that my days are consumed with potting and painting..i am working in both mediums at a fairly thick pace.. got shows, and galleries to fill. plus my ass is domesticated don't ya know, gardening, mowing ,planting, building, staining sanding, folding clothes and cooking for mis and mi babygirl. ..this is good, i just have no time really to show yall whats happening. ..off to the hardware store for stains and dispaly hardware, then gym and back to unload and glaze a kiln, followed by some more painting...i will sleep when i'm dead.