To all my artist friends… artnog | call for artists

∞ 10/26/2011 (10:21am) 4 notes

#art#nog#artnog#gallery#creative go round#Christmas#cheer

To all my artist friends…

artnog | call for artists

“It’s a robot in space in an earthquake with smoke coming out of his head.” Marty (age 5) Keep imagining my boy.

∞ 9/16/2011 (2:47pm) 2 notes

#robot#smoke#space#earthquake#imagine#art#create

“It’s a robot in space in an earthquake with smoke coming out of his head.”
Marty (age 5)

Keep imagining my boy.

To the critic, art is a noun. To the artist, art is a verb.

∞ 221 notes #art#fear#critic#noun#verb#artist

David Bayles & Ted Orland, “Art & Fear”

∞ 4/28/2011 (10:43am) 7 notes

Shepard Fairey in Chicago

visualarmory:

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Either there’s a serious impersonator / plagiarist out there, or Shepard Fairey pasted these up last night in Chicago. I saw them on my commute to work this morning!

They are legit. Eric Staples was actually helping him find locations.

#shepard fairey#obey#art

To require perfection is to invite paralysis.

∞ 2 notes #fear#art#create#work!#get to it#make mistakes

Art & Fear by David Bayles and Ted Orland
People who need certainty in their lives are less likely to make art that is risky, subversive, complicated, iffy, suggestive or spontaneous. What’s really needed is nothing more than a broad sense of what you are looking for, some strategy for how to find it, and an overriding willingness to embrace mistakes and surprises along the way. Simply put, making art is chancy - it doesn’t mix well with predictability. Uncertainty is the essential, inevitable and all-pervasive companion to your desire to make art. And tolerance for uncertainty is the prerequisite to succeeding.

∞ 4 notes #art & fear#uncertainty#create#art

Art & Fear by David Bayles and Ted Orland

This has to be one of the coolest gifts someone has given me in a long time. Sunday morning MissioDei’s children’s ministry (Kid Kingdom) held a celebration ceremony for the children moving up to the next class because of their age. My youngest (age four) was one of those kids. As part of the ceremony the children were to walk across a stage in front of hundreds of clapping/cheering people and receive a “diploma”. The whole thing was really sweet but for my four year old it was some of his worst fears. I forget how shy he is in front of groups of people and how much he dislikes the spotlight. I was fortunate to not have any responsibilities that morning so I decided to just stick by his side until the whole thing was finished. It was all he could do to even put the gown on but I finally convinced him that it looked great. We worked our way upstairs to the main auditorium and the ceremony began. When his turn to walk across the stage was approaching I walked with him up the stairs of the stage and I could feel his little hand tense up. Moments later his name was called, the people watched and Josh waited for him to walk over and get his diploma … it was in this moment he fell apart. He turned and fell into my arms and began to cry. This image is of that moment. A friend and artist in our community was apparently moved by the whole thing and sketched this during the service. I will forever remember that moment and cherish this image … thank you Dan.

∞ 8/31/2010 (9:09am) 14 notes

#child#sketch#drawing#art#beauty#sweet#moment#blessed

This has to be one of the coolest gifts someone has given me in a long time.

Sunday morning MissioDei’s children’s ministry (Kid Kingdom) held a celebration ceremony for the children moving up to the next class because of their age. My youngest (age four) was one of those kids. As part of the ceremony the children were to walk across a stage in front of hundreds of clapping/cheering people and receive a “diploma”. The whole thing was really sweet but for my four year old it was some of his worst fears. I forget how shy he is in front of groups of people and how much he dislikes the spotlight.

I was fortunate to not have any responsibilities that morning so I decided to just stick by his side until the whole thing was finished. It was all he could do to even put the gown on but I finally convinced him that it looked great. We worked our way upstairs to the main auditorium and the ceremony began. When his turn to walk across the stage was approaching I walked with him up the stairs of the stage and I could feel his little hand tense up. Moments later his name was called, the people watched and Josh waited for him to walk over and get his diploma … it was in this moment he fell apart. He turned and fell into my arms and began to cry.

This image is of that moment.

A friend and artist in our community was apparently moved by the whole thing and sketched this during the service. I will forever remember that moment and cherish this image … thank you Dan.