Thursday, July 8, 2010

"Black and White", oil on canvas, 8"x 10"

Thursday, November 5, 2009

"A Glorious Ruin", oil on canvas, 30"x 40"
In dealing with a series of traumatic event that happened in my childhood, I was reading a psychology book that described man kind in two parallel phrases. One of the phrases was "A Glorious Ruin". It was referring to the duality of man's state of being and value. The book said that Man is glorious because God made us in His image. But because of our sinful or wrong decisions we have been tainted, entering the state ruin. Our first state still plays a part of our make up, hence, a glorious ruin. This may sound bleak to some but I don't view it that way. I see it more as "it is what it is" and lets work with what we got. I choose to celebrate the aspect of gloriousness and let the aspect of ruin sober me and humble me. I use the latter aspect as a tool to help me see my need for God and His help, which will lead me to a richer quality of relationship with Him.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

"Icnocuicatl", oil on canvas, 8" x 10"
Fifteen minutes after I received the call that my grandfather had passed away I was sitting in the break room at work trying to comprehend what I had just heard. Then one of my good friends, Jaime, before I mentioned to him the call, passed me some ear phones playing a song called "Icnocuicatl" by Lila Downs. The song seemed to be a reflection of my mood as I tried to make sense of the news. Then at my grandfather's funeral our aunt shared with us some of his last words directed towards the family. He knew that he would pass soon so he asked us to remember him in music and laughter. The message was uplifting but the atmosphere was somber. When I came back home I played the song over and over again and looked at a few images. This image coupled with the song described for me how I felt at the time. The figure to the right reminded me of my grandfather's silhouette. He would often wear a hooded coat and trucker hat. The figure is heading towards the light and the figures inside appear to be sad. I saw the figures inside as my family and I in response to the loss. As I researched the lyrics of the song, which was sung in a native mexican language, I found that it was a song of mourning. The soul that had passed was asking it's sibling that remained not to be sad but to look up to the sky, where the deceased soul would send down sunshine. I found it very fitting, seeing as the message of the song was uplifting but the mood was somber. I felt as if it all just came together in this one.

Monday, November 10, 2008

"Transient Slumber", watercolor on paper, 23" x 30"
I felt that the "tran" from transient reminded me of "tran"sportation. And transient slumber is a true description of sleeping on the Bart, it's in and out because you have to stay alert for your stop. And it is also a reflection of my insomnia, unable to grasp a full nights sleep, it's also in and out.

Friday, September 26, 2008

"Single Patterns", oil on canvas, 16" x20"
This one was another play on words, the word single because their is a single person in the train, and patterns because of the pattern on the ladie's coat but it's about the patterns in our lives that leave us isolated; and also the patterns people go through as singles in the city.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

"Push To Open", oil on canvas, 24"x30".
I had considered titling this one "High Walls", a play on words with the walls of the Muni, and the social walls keeping these two people that are right next to each other from interacting but I thought it would have too much of a negative connotation. So I opted for, "Push To Open", a play on words with the sign at the bottom right and the effort of engagement that it takes to get someone to open up.

"To The Pure #2", oil on canvas, 24"x 36".
The first, "To The Pure", was a watercolor, this is the first time I have done the same piece in two different mediums. The title comes from the Bible scripture, Titus 1:15
"To the pure, all things are pure, but to those who are corrupted and do not believe, nothing is pure. In fact, both their minds and consciences are corrupted." It is my ode to purity of thought and heart and my hope to someday be considered pure in God's sight.