Abooi: Issue 1 (2013)
Proud of you little Leesha, -Abooi
When I found out about this project I was really excited. It focused on topics that I really enjoy learning about and am interested in. The topic I am doing my presentation on is art of Costa Rica. To start off my project, I went on google and researched about the culture of Costa Rica to get a…
Flowers For Them [Efra, Samantha, and Giselle] (2013)
But I am talking on behalf of all of myselfs. All of those rejects and misfits.
All of the smart kids who have failed for simply being bored and have taken the wrong choices.
All the kids who are lost in the same abstraction, those that feel the same beautiful and perplexing vibes as I do.
This tweets (words) are all for you.
Never forget it is okay to be bored.
In Response to the Unpleasant Feeling of Dying (2013)
Hello, and do Not Forget to Smile (2013)
Mom & Moca (2012)
My mother and I are polar opposites. She prefers things in life to be as uncomplicated as possible, whereas my artistic nature constantly forces me to think in an unconventional way. Throughout the course of my life, she has been extremely supportive of my artistic interests, yet that does not necessarily mean she understands them.
One weekend we took off to visit the Museum of Contemporary Art, Los Angeles. As we roamed through the halls of the galleries, we seemed separated both physically and mentally. As we skimmed through the walls, she remained skeptical, as I grew enthusiastic. Finally, we both stopped and looked at the exact same piece. Rather peculiar, the image depicted the Golden Gate Bridge, which was surrounded by a cubic structure as if it was some form of tunnel. The exterior walls looked like cut outs of an abstract forest. I loved it.
Just as I was about to express my fascination, my mother interrupted. She said, “That is quite absurd. You do something like that, and you call it… art?”
I was in a paralytic state for seconds before I could answer. I looked at her and walked her to a bench in the middle of the humongous gallery. I explained to her that art is a universal codification of the greatest irrational manifest of all time. Therefore, it is not to be crystal clear. It is supposed to cause an emotion for something that you have never seen. Its main purpose is not to be clear; it is to be subjective.
My mom remained quiet in a state of reflection. She smiled back and for the first time in a long time did not question my opinion or ignore me. With a sigh of respect and pride, she told me, “Adrian, I like your thinking. Even though it is not clear to me, I am glad you think in ways I was never able to.”.
She and I come from two different worlds, two different perspectives. I have been blessed with the opportunity to achieve and learn more than she ever did; that does not mean one is smarter than the other. We may not see the world through the same eyes, but her willingness to support me shows that even though she has a hard time understanding what I have to say, she believes in me.
My girlfriend Samantha and I.
Chavs Cream (2013)
Drunk musician at a little show near the beach. So gone he posed for a pic.
Green Abstraction (2013)
PS the projection shows Pedro Infante in ‘Tizoc’.
Please Die (2013)
Half of the Velvet is Underground (2013)
Blob Art 2 (2013)