MERRY CHRISTMAS, DARLING
This works is dedicated to my wife...
Although, you know not this side of me, the side of me that at best is known to a handful of people.
Not hidden in the slightest, just...
Just out of sight. Or too complicated of an endeavor to undertake, the registering of an account, that is.
Either way... this is as great a gift as i could possibly make or buy.
Maybe someday you will see how grand this all is...
in the scheme of things.
#1 [a minor in minimo]
If minimal is a Bare Necessity, why do i have the feeling there is more than meets the eye. Well because there's more than just you and I, in the individual sense. Take this next illustration for example. My take on the minimalism movement of self. But self in this case is often misleading. You see there is ourselves, the one everyone sees our outward potrayal, like the "acts" in theatre. That which is seen is more or less the forthbrought conclusion of the dialogue within, unbeknownst to even ourselves: beneath the surface deeper within our subpsyche, the screenplay is playing out. The underbelly of our consciousness....
We create boxes for ourselves. Not to be confused with the phrase, nor its antogonist in this description, "thinking outside of the box," The box I describe is the box we are comfortable with being in. It acts to elicit all feelings and emotions, at least the thought of them, as we react not only to the world around us but also unknowingly with our own selves. Come to think of it, how simple life would be without a subconcious. And the more I think about it, the farther I skew off the path of explanation.
The color describes the two selves. The top quad, or set of 4 squares was 3D extruded in PS, a technique that is at the end of its time, but for nostalgia and practical purposes, if it is there it will be used. Thus, to describe how one reacts to the outside world a slight, but nocticeble line of gray or 3D sides of each shape. Keeping the outside out and the inside within its borders each point a selfchanging or defining happening in our life something we latched onto and say, this is "I", this is "me", or this is who I want to be.
Below the surface, and never entangled or entwined, we find ourselves, an autonomous being that knows us better than we know ourselves. Yet we really know nothing about. And if we were never taught of these term subconsciousness, would we come to the same conclusion. The boxes here are not extruded as they fade in and out of sight, still their reflecting what is seen and balancing some how that which is tangible. Like a dance partner, to the tango every thought is accounted for like every beat. Every breath, like every step. Something infinitely tangible, yet finite in its unkown human existence.
#2 [the mediums]
Like the filler in between two things that exist. Is there then a filler in opposition or attraction. Take the yin, for instance. There could be no yang, if not for yin. But is there an in between. We can extrapolate the yin and yang in 3d space, yet no equation exists to describe the medium of it and its existence. Like the bipolar push and pull of electro magnetism as created by the world spinning around the sun. Surely, we all live in the middle of this field. But are we part of its equation. I believe in all things there has to be a medium for it to exist in. Take love for instance, fate would be its medium. But, i'll stop there, for I who been in love all my life, no absolutely nothing about it nor could I save my own life, if I needed to call upon it at a time where I needed it the most. For in those times, it has escaped me, and often times to the polar opposite side I go, head low, feet dragging through the middle, before I reach the lonesome corner of despair. It is there where I rationalize why I was right and how truly wrong I really will be in moment or two.
The mediumalism, medialism, that which lies between minimalism and its reaction maximalism... maybe. But the images here were taken from a maximalism approach to the previous minimalism illustrations. And that is way to many M's to describe anything. The mediums were carefully chosen to depict the flaws as found with tackling large illustrations and utilizing cutting edge tech such as Neural Filter: Depth Blur.
[lobster claw]
[theme and the S curve]
[V is for vectormuch?]
[Why? focus?]
[ripping rainbow]
[Beans Barahh]
#2 [Matress No Money]
Marriage then the medium... if not to complicate lifes even more. Marriage then will be forever the better part of my life, that at times I will never know existed. But its the precursor to the maximum, never felt as equal, often times offset by one or the other. A whole meaning to the push and pull of attraction and opposition. The best part of my life i will never know existed.
#3 Maximalism (Macs-emo-lizm)
No words. just like you like it. I give you
You were a daughter before a sister, then a wife to this mister
but no greater can you become then a mother,
the greatest gifter.
One would think the wants would cease
But, Oh contraire, the knowledge that I lie
on the expendable side of this 4 sided story
would be half the battle at the very least.
To you whom I love and cherish, the most complicated beautiful universal being I cannot live with or live without. For you are the best part of my life, i never thought, or will quite possibly ever know existed, subconciously. Merry Christmas my Love!
Original Image 100350 x 97596 pixels
300 DPI
24 Bit Depth
TIFF
Go big or go home this is the greatest art work I have ever created. I hope you like it
