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My work is the fruit of who I am. Does not matter if I like it or not, I am an artist. It comes from an intrinsic need..it is my imagination pulsing to come alive... I create an image and call that the essence of my soul and allege that it is just enough to explain everything else in my whole life. Now at this stage of my existence, I am far away from the time when these things may caused me embarrassment. What? An artist? What do you mean by that? I mean an artist, just an artist It is simple like that.

Tuesday, June 12, 2012

The Artists Are Prophets Some Times

The dudes from Bird Rock Arts are what these modern days have produce in California. It is June, 2012 and we have here a passionate surfer that paints landscapes, an innovating photographer , an oil portrait Japanese master, a sculptor that is reinventing recycling, and an acclaimed “poetic with birds” Brazilian artist.

They are working on fresh, delicious organic art. Every day they are creating art just because it is what they were called to do. The artist is a prophet sometimes and most of the time the artist is a reporter of their times. They image goes to eternity as a document for the generations to come. They are artists after all…..it is simple like that:
Ryan Pennel, Kazuaki Uehara, Robin Bellew, Robert Kreidt, Maria Parenteau

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Five Hours Had Passed

So. Five hours has passed today already and I did not do anything. I went back and forth in the studio and spread books and paintings all around. I took a charcoal and tried to call some birds on a blue turquoise covered with a light yellow background that I have being working on for two weeks now….I had the impression that I saw three birds and I tried them in white…nothing... I went then to organize my cabinet and found more books, lots of material that could be in  used immediately and some cards… I came back to the table covered with the open books's joy..found a delicious orange humming bird flying...  went to get all the oil painting material... answered a phone call and lost forty more minutes. I did this, I did that and nothing came about…
My well is empty, that is what it is. I cannot paint, because I am not settled. I am overwhelmed with life in these modern days. I feel sorry for my poor mind which cannot rest enough. My sleep patterns are horrible. I drink too much caffeine. There is no peace….Ok! Right now I want to leave this blogging behind and just jump for the next thing…..The afternoon is coming down gently. I will add some music to the occasion and try to comfort myself, I will spend some time listening to me…..painting…..drink more water and paint...pampering my inner child.

Five Hours Had Passed

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Monday, June 4, 2012

The Bird Seller: The Gallery and the fact that first things come first.

The Bird Seller: The Gallery and the fact that first things come first.

The Gallery and the fact that first things come first.

 When the gallery was being born I started to bring the birds slowly. First I brought the hamming birds, they felt so comfortable and loved the space so much that they scared me when they flew away unimaginably fast from one wall to another stopping for a second here and there in a crazy high speed dancing.

The American Kestrel came right after. It demanded a special place, it wanted to be seeing from far away, it was so "eagle" to see people that I have to place it at window for a awhile.

The Pelicans behaved as if they lived on that space forever, they kept floating silently on the top of the wall  too close to the window almost giving the impression that they were flying away.

I placed the "Hiding a Secret' on the back of the right wall, it stayed there not knowing that nobody was interested in what it had to disclosure anymore. Very close to it is "The Number 33 and 34" is shinning like a star, it is difficult to see the other birds around it.

In the middle of everything I placed the surfboards and all those colors started to play with people's eyes like in a kaleidoscopic trip.                                              
                                                                                   So finally I brought the master pieces.

 The yellow of 'Serenity' blended the atmosphere so well that all around one could feel chills of joy. But was when I placed 'The Winter Sparrows and The Japanese Ladies" that everything came alive like magic. It overshadowed everything; everybody that entered the Gallery could experience the magnetic effects that this amazing piece or art causes on people. It is really nice seeing that the Japanese ladies are really hidden and people only find then after I tell the story behind it.

Oh my!!! look at me describing with a cold heart artist how I put my birds to be sold in this 2012 California's Spring. I have to tell you that 'Fleeing From Myself''  is no longer here, it flew away even before the grand opening and now is part of a local art collector's wall.

It is what it is is....and it is a fact that the first things came first.

The Bird Rock Art Gallery/Studio is located at 5785 La Jolla BLVD La Jolla Ca - 92037
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