When I first began painting Mandalas, some 10 years ago, I had a vision of myself painting LIVE during musical events and for a long time it was simply just a dream. However, it was a dream that kept growing larger and larger, banging at the insides of my skull wanting to be released into reality. What was hindering my manifestation was the wall 99.99999999% of ALL artists face . . . FEAR!
Then I had the fortunate invitation to move into CoLAB and found myself within a wonderful community to paint LIVE during our events. Surrounded by my friends and the people I love, I felt comfortable to begin exploring this vision, and from there, the dream grew wings.
During music events, my desire was to capture the essence and energy created between the music and the audience and transfer it onto the canvas within the Mandalas. Most of the time, having no idea what I would paint or which direction I would go with the piece, I felt the emotions and translated them into patterns of color and geometry.
The ultimate goal is to not finish a painting in a single setting, but to develop a sense of story and connection between events. Each piece evolving through time with each new event, carrying the story like a visual bard from location to location.
As people experience my artwork, they become a part of its evolution with each event. They see it grow and transform as they themselves grow and transform through time. The images acting as a mnemonic device triggering their memories generating a feedback loop between where they’ve been and where they are going, all a flash within their present moment of being . . . enhancing awareness of self.
Each event is different, bringing pieces that will reflect the theme of the night magnifying the story and experience. Sometimes I bring a few pieces and sometimes a full on gallery . . . it all depends on where my personal evolution is, which stories I want to tell and which direction I wish to inspire towards and beyond.
My work is meant to heal and inspire, spiralling upwards towards balance . . .
The most beautiful thing is seeing, across the experiences, everyone’s individual transformation and personal growth and watching, firsthand, themselves evolving into the being they are trying to become.
To teach without teaching, to learn by just being . . . I hope to continue evolving this concept, this story that is refection of my community, weaving it within all my artwork. I hope it becomes a vessel to explore this world that surrounds me, and take me cross the horizons of my imagination, and in the end, that is all my work is meant to do . . . to inspire creators . . . .
One of the things I most love to do is paint LIVE . . .
Through time, I have been weaving paintings through the various events of my life. From Alchemy, to CoLAB, through Area 51 and CoSM, I paint the moment through capturing the energy from the crowd and channel it into my Mandalas.
When I am asked to paint LIVE, the night of the event, I bring whichever paintings feel right,. Sometimes BuddhaHead . . . sometimes Sunstone . . . sometimes many, sometimes a few. I try to match the theme of the event with the pieces I bring. They evolve over time, from event to event telling a story to those that see them. The evolving paintings become a woven story of my exploration into my own spiritual self entwined with the stories of my friends and families that experience the birth of each of pieces. The gestation of a form and experiencing its growth.
I find this an interesting new dimension in art. Most artists work on a piece and finish it and are done with it. My pieces travel with me and become my recording device, the cloud of my imagination, a map of my journey through this life. A creation of feedback loops within my memory that have deeper sensory foundations woven through my imagery and symbols. A more dynamic means of memorization and recall.
There is no better time to record my life then when I am painting LIVE at an Event.
And through my life, reflect all those I experience. The ebb and flow of the dance that is you and I.
“When you die, all you can take with you are your memories . . . “