pencil on paper
Thursday, June 30, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
pierced heart
I was 17 when I made this one, used a pink eye-shadow, a black eye-liner, mascara and my fingers to do it. And I remember exactly where I was and what I was listening to while I was making it."#1 Crush" by Garbage was on repeat all the way trough.
Garbage "# 1 Crush"
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
The Scream - Edvard Munch
„I was walking along a path with two friends – the sun was setting – suddenly the sky turned blood red – I paused, feeling exhausted, and leaned on the fence – there was blood and tongues of fire above the blue-black fjord and the city – my friends walked on, and I stood there trembling with anxiety – and I sensed an infinite scream passing through nature.“ – Edvard Munch on his inspiration for the „Scream“ - one of the most famous expressionist paintings of all time. Seeing this painting for the first time, a long time ago, made me fall in love with expressionism. It didn't depict a pretty scenery, it wasn't about some dreamy landscapes, it wasn't soothing, it wasn't nice, lovely, it wasn't painted realistic, and it certainly wasn't a beautiful sight. It was all about how it's like to experience something; it depicted an intense emotion, a state of mind, a real story that was far from real, a distorted perception, how what was inside got on the outside. I loved it instantly. Made me think. Feeling his scream and how he experienced it, then seeing the two other figures walking calmly behind him in the distance, completely unaware of what he is experiencing inside of his head made me think about how truly remarkable it is that we all experience reality differently – seeing it from within. I remember thinking – this is it, this is art. A perfect release and transference of emotion in material form – a masterpiece. (And I could never understand people who don’t get it).
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| Scream executed in oil, tempera, pastel on cardboard, in 1893 by Edvard Munch |
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| Scream translated into a lithograph, in 1895 by Edvard Munch |
Friday, June 24, 2011
anxiety
Hm, how do you describe anxiety properly? I can't really think of anything except - war of nerves, a living hell? However, I do believe in "you'll never be given what you cannot handle". So maybe someday I'll be fine in real hell too. Not that I deserve hell, I'm just saying. Besides, you never know. And that's the worse thing about anxiety - knowing you can never ever know anything for sure. What if, what if, what if, what if, what if? The restlessness. And control. It's always been about control. The inability to control. Inability to relax. Insecurity. What's wrong? The adrenalin. So you run, as far as you can run. Because you're scared. And running away is the only thing to do when you're scared. But fear is nothing but an illusion and it's all in your head. Nevertheless, in the end you really do think you've finally found peace. In another illusion, in your own head again. And it's fine for awhile. Till it's time to run again.
"When I really worry about something, I don't just fool around. I even have to go to the bathroom when I worry about something. Only, I don't go. I'm too worried to go. I don't want to interrupt my worrying to go." - J.D.Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 6.
"I don't even know what I was running for - I guess I just felt like it." J.D.Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye, Chapter 1. 
Linkin Park "Crawling"
Wednesday, June 22, 2011
guilt
Henry Miller once said: „ sin, guilt and neurosis - they are one and the same, the fruit of the tree of knowledge“. Without you even realizing guilt can really suck you up dry and gradually destroy your entire self. Makes you even envy the sociopaths from time to time. God I hate conscience.
Pencil on paper
A Perfect Circle "Gravity"
Sunday, June 19, 2011
The Fantastic Laurie Lipton
If you’re into black, humor, provocative and disturbing you’re going to definitely love Laurie Lipton. One of the hardest techniques in visual arts is definitely pencil drawing. This, one of the most time-consuming techniques, takes a great amount of effort, patience, precision, persistence, attention to detail, talent and most importantly, true love for drawing to make a good outcome. However, when you look at the drawings of Laurie Lipton you cannot but think in the extremes when it comes to those factors. This is one truly outstanding artist whom you simply have to admire not just for her talent but for her obvious passion for drawing and her insanely unique style. Born in New York, Laurie started drawing at the age of four, has earned herself a Fine Arts Degree in Drawing, traveled across the world and has now become a part of the pop-culture. Her stuff is worn printed on celebrities’ T-shirts and other accessories these days since she started collaborating with AllSaints, a fashion company. On her official website she wrote: “it’s an insane way to draw, but the resulting detail and luminosity is worth the amount of effort. My drawings take longer to create than a painting of equal size and detail.” As for her inspiration, Laurie claims that she was mostly influenced by the work of Durer, Memling, Van Eyck, Goya and Rembrandt and the famous photographer Diane Arbus. And as for her style I guess the Guardian puts it best:” No escapism here; all dark corners are revealed. “Abounding with black humor, irony, symbolism, thoughts on sex, destruction, insanity, terror, death and the afterlife, this women’s work truly speaks for itself.
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| Hunger (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipton |
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| Lifted (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipton |
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| The Death Tarot Card (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipton |
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| The Sel-Destructive Optimist (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipman |
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| Love Bite (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipman |
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| The Empress of Death (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipton |
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| Reunion (charcoal and pencil on paper) by Laurie Lipton |
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| Laurie Lipton for AllSaints |
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| Avril Lavigne wears Laurie Lipton Laurie Lipton on MySpace |
Thursday, June 16, 2011
saudade
If people had no faces they could all make such perfect liars.
Saudade, Pencil on paper, 40X30cm
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| James Blake "The Wilhelm Scream" |
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