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Monday, September 19, 2005
Here's a painting we recently completed for our show that opened on Friday. It luckily fit into the theme so I didn't have to create something just for I-Friday this week. Since we are still in the process of moving and catching up on past orders and getting ready for the next I Heart Rummage, I'm glad to have something already done. But I still kind of feel like a cheater.
Anyhow, this is part of a series of paintings that depicts the battle between good and evil - the cute deer and girls representing the good and the demons on the side of the bad. Here, the deer had been captured by the demons and imprisoned in their camp. The girls disguised themselves as demons and are seducing the enemy while their comrades in arms are outside liberating the deer.
This is the painting that comes right before it in the series, and depicts the deer being captured:
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Opening this Friday, September 16th at Trabant Chai Lounge in Seattle's U-District! It's ArtGhost's first ever collaborative show. Finally Eric and I have combined our artmaking powers for good and not evil, creating a series of paintings that document the epic struggle of cute deer and girls vs. evil demons and robots.
We'll be there around 7 or 8 pm on Friday night, so come see us and say hi!
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
This is actually an old painting, but I thought it fit the topic. I was thinking about my ancestry and my lack of roots, my search for identity. I'm half Asian and half Finnish, and in some ways feel connected to both sides of my ancestry, and in some ways estranged from both. I most definitely look Asian and have a Chinese last name, and I'm proud of my heritage. Most people perceive me as Asian because of the way I look, but should I identify more with one half simply because I look that way? I don't really know that much about Asian culture, so am I buying into the whole Asian pride thing just because of the way I look?
It's so complicated. 99% of the time I don't think about it at all, but every once in a while something will happen (like random strangers on the street talking to me in various Asian languages) to make me keenly aware of the fact that I look very Asian, while in reality I feel so disconnected from my roots.
Thursday, September 01, 2005
Here's a poor armless boy dreaming about a miracle from the Virgin Mary.
I'm not sure where this came from, I just starting drawing a boy with a t-shirt on, and then I stopped. He looked like he didn't have any arms. So then I drew the rest. Eric said it was "creepy and weird." But I think it's hopeful.
I didn't have time to color it in properly, since we are in the middle of moving and painting like maniacs in preparation for a show. So, I just put some vague brown shading and have to leave it at that.