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Started by wither-I, Jun 18, 2009, 08:06 PM

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E-Money

Dude beyond awesome once again! 

wither-I

thank you so much! im glad you are liking it..

another,

"triumph, edible. thrown in the tiers of the flesh"

oil on wood panel


"coming into the nearness of distance"

sing blue silver

brilliant.

you're amazing at capturing depth and raw emotion.

much love.

blixa

Quote from: wither-I on Jun 04, 2010, 06:34 PM

"war elephant with horrid anatomy"


motherfucker, i love elephants. just got into my pants via the interweb.

wither-I

Quote from: sing blue silver on Oct 20, 2010, 07:13 AM
brilliant.

you're amazing at capturing depth and raw emotion.

much love.
again, thank you so much for the feedback! it means alot.
ill upload another new one soon..

Quote from: blixa on Oct 21, 2010, 01:44 AM
Quote from: wither-I on Jun 04, 2010, 06:34 PM

"war elephant with horrid anatomy"


motherfucker, i love elephants. just got into my pants via the interweb.

more elephants where that came from. hopefully next time i can give you one in person!

"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I

"a homage to the last remnants of fleeting worlds"

oil on wood panel



"coming into the nearness of distance"

blixa

Quote from: wither-I on Oct 23, 2010, 07:43 AM

Quote from: blixa on Oct 21, 2010, 01:44 AM
Quote from: wither-I on Jun 04, 2010, 06:34 PM

"war elephant with horrid anatomy"


motherfucker, i love elephants. just got into my pants via the interweb.

more elephants where that came from. hopefully next time i can give you one in person!

oh, i know what you southerners are like *taps nose*

sing blue silver

Quote from: wither-I on Oct 23, 2010, 03:49 PM
"a homage to the last remnants of fleeting worlds"

oil on wood panel

i really like this recent feel you've been using. beautiful as always. probably one of my favorites yet.

wither-I

Quote from: sing blue silver on Oct 29, 2010, 03:33 AM
Quote from: wither-I on Oct 23, 2010, 03:49 PM
"a homage to the last remnants of fleeting worlds"

oil on wood panel

i really like this recent feel you've been using. beautiful as always. probably one of my favorites yet.

thank you so much, im really beginning to explore some major figurative emotion...

here's a new one, just about finished

"venus decending into the ruin of her own conception"
(30X40)
oil on canvas


"coming into the nearness of distance"

UrZ*

wow...

i've been going through all the pages for some sick imagery... blew my mind.

Real good dude. Have u ever seen the art Brandon and Jose make? They do some awesome stuff also..

Keep it up man!
And somewhere, There's someone who cares. With a heart of gold, To have and to hold.

wither-I

thank you so much man!!  who are brandon and jose?

i think i need to update this...

"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I

everyday vaccuum, everyday light





























"coming into the nearness of distance"

Deftones-argentina

fuck alex gray, please do the next tool records.

Jacob

pray nightfall release me
then i could wander, wander to deep sleep

wither-I

haha thats weird i was just thinking that the other day, somebody said... its actually a tremendous compliment!! how do i reach these guys? do they email or facebook? :)

"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I


"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I

"severance on the shores of shared memory"
oil on canvas
(48X60)



There are no words when transcending this world. I deeply consider the paintings I render to be not of my own, but rather a possession of the many folds and fractals of a particulate and simultaneously "whole" universe. If not for all the great minds and forms before me which "lived" and thrived, and the visual and supra-natural elements of an ever-evolving contemporary landscape in our perceived reality, I could never achieve the creative compositions in which i forfeit (via paintbrush) to the world -at view. The image is the focus, the eternal gaze in hopes of transcendence from one medium of expression, to the next. I can only "work" automatic, subconscious, and emotional. I let the paintings evolve for themselves: to tell tales or evoke emotions in which the greater ego of the universe would wish. Merely a "handpiece" and a spectator, I escape in the throes of "artmaking" as a voyeur of the most colorful and extreme intimacy of emotional discharge that the shared experience of the world has to offer, -from the seeds of life transpiring in open air to the inanimate consciousness of geological sediment bondings, to the patterns of abstract thought in the human mind.


"coming into the nearness of distance"

wither-I

artwalks




monuments imagined, erected, and thrown
oil on cabinetry




"metta. ataraxia. awe"
36X48"
oil on canvas


"coming into the nearness of distance"

lostpilot

QuoteI deeply consider the paintings I render to be not of my own, but rather a possession of the many folds and fractals of a particulate and simultaneously "whole" universe

I love you

wither-I


"coming into the nearness of distance"