Aspiring Illustrator [+ many various things...]
Wedding DJ selfie! Yes, before they even cut the cake!
"Smug" is arbitrarily thinking that one entire genre of art is less than another.
"Smug" is anonymous back-handed compliments that insult an entire group of artists while trying to police what I choose to make.
"Smug" is thinking that you bestow merit to art and decide its value or contribution to society — or that it needs to do that to begin with.
"Smug" is believing that advertisements are something that automatically lessens art when some of the best painters and works throughout art history, from Leonardo to Caravaggio to Rockwell and Leyendecker have worked in advertising for clients (churches included).
"Smug" is looking at my portfolio of hundreds of paintings over 3 years that cover dozens of genres, styles, subject matters, clients, and sits everywhere from the internet, to billboards, album covers, magazine covers, galleries, newspapers, movie posters, bus-sides, books, homes of friends, strangers, and celebrities, and still choosing to think that I am one thing — a thing that is just as valuable to me as everything I’m paid for professionally.
"Smug" is being a smug dicklet and throwing in “I don’t intend to offend” to cushion the smug dickletishness of it all.
"Smug" is not seeing a simplistic connection between realism in painting and the golden rule that is genre-irrelevant, but again insulting an entire group of artists while commenting on something you haven’t bothered to understand.
But most of all, “Smug” is thinking that I, or any artist, owes you anything. We can make whatever we want, however we want to. I will keep making advertisements, I will keep making album covers, I will keep making posters for games and movies, I will keep making all that I’m hired to do and choose to take on, but I will also keep making fan art because despite the merit or value that you’ve decided it has — I want to — and that’s all the reason I need.
Take your soggy waffle compliments and fuck the fuck off. Viva la fan art.
God, I wish I was that bold. -/
Cougar selfie at school! -) (at Manchester Community College)
Well, I’m finally back home in CT… However, some deep thoughts arose in my head during my time in NYC last week. I noticed how different life is over there. I never knew one could feel so… freed. I thought of my dreams of living and working as an artist over there… and finally took serious inventory of them.
Could journalism really assist my art career?
Can I look past the glitz and glamour of the big city and focus on what I really need to do?
Am I up for a life of hard work, constant change, risk and unpredictability?
Aaron, do you really want this?
My responses to all of these questions were obviously, YES.
But am I working towards all of that right now, from where I am? NO.
Being and seeing where I always wanted to be, put things into the proper perspective for me. A refreshing vibe encompasses NYC, and in turn, encompassed me. From the gleaming bustle of Manhattan to the roughneck hardness of Brooklyn and the homegrown heartiness of Queens, this place is definitely for me.
Now, I know I shouldn’t ride this wave of happiness feeling too invincible. These ‘feels’ only came from a travel-hungry, stir-crazy need to escape. Even coming home felt like it could be a potential wipeout.
Aside from obvious social and networking purposes, I can change my life over there. Though I now know that I need to do and be better from where I am, right here in CT.
I have to DO more, like never before, to reach my goals. There’s work to be done, words to be uttered, actions to take place and people to see. I need to initiate my own life.
The choices and decisions in my life are now in my own hands. My very perception of reality shapes my reality; I can change it at will with a mere thought!
In other words, even YOU CAN CHANGE YOUR OWN FATE! A few new friends have helped me realize that. ;)
I know that many people may come to see that I’m… different now. I’m only evolving, becoming better than the boy most recognize me – and still see me as - from years ago.
In this new season of Spring, a true metamorphosis is in order. Mental, physical, emotional, what have you… all is due to change in time, and I’ll see to it, myself!
I’d like to thank some members of my Live Wire crew, ambertheawkward, ctrlaltadelete, loraimatolentino and many others for being awesome people as usual and giving me some real world advice during this trip. (You should check these ladies’ blogs out.)
I owe a very special thanks to jorgeclardiary, scooterstream, bubicanal and many, many others who are all wonderful souls that I am fortunate enough to know and now call friends. [They freakin’ rock, too!]
Also, thanks to the College Media Association for the incredibly insightful weekend conference in Times Square and last but certainly not least, to #NYC for unlocking my true personality!
Times Square… at night.
Oh! Hi! Welcome to the museum! I’ll be your guide!
Ladies and gentlemen, the origin of the :·o face. (at The Metropolitan Museum of Art)
A Mascot jazz chess set sculpted by Mr. Arthur Payn. (at Jazz Museum of Harlem)
A lil’ cupcake I drew at the museum. :] (at Wadsworth Atheneum)
my motto is: look good in clothes, look better naked.
That’s my motivation right there haha. Seriously though, it’s all about feeling good, physically and mentally.
And no, I think if you walk/run a few times a week, do some push-ups, sit ups, and some crunches, you will do great.
Eating well also makes a huge difference.
It’s internet pop!
Enjoy my special remix, everyone!
This is a very special edition [remix] of Lana Del Rey’s ‘Young & Beautiful’ that I created with a chilled electronic orchestral vibe. I hope that you enjoy it. :]