So I have been horsing around (yuk yuk) with some new visual concepts during my spare moments, and I recently fleshed out this idea.

>ballpoint pen on paper. 7 x 14″, 2010

You’ll find I am among the many artists with an enthusiam for science, biology and natural history, and I’ve become absorbed in how certain shapes mimic that of human anatomical bits: a seahorse’s body echoing the s-curve of a human spine, a ribcage and digestive system located on the underbelly of a horseshoe crab. This interest in anatomy is perhaps part ego; a curiosity rooted in the desire to explore the backbone and underlying structure of our physical form and emotional condition. Plus I think for the way the visual artist’s brain is wired, biology resonates most for its visual and tactile accessibility. I hated physics. I hated chemistry. In a parallel existence I may have been a surgeon (assuming in this parallel world I also occupied a higher intellectual bracket.)

There will be more where this came from if I don’t get too overwhelmed by other distractions.

Hey kids! Crack the champagne, light a cigar, kiss your girlfriend because this is a goddamn special occasion. The portfolio section of my website now contains content! As of right now it’s limited to the fine art aspect of my creative output; to avoid boiling internal conflict I’ve relegated my professional work to its own Behance page. Other odds and ends will surface periodically on my Twitter feed and behind the ‘News’ tab on this here site. So, bookmark this sucker! I look forward to sharing more with all of you smiling people.

I took the program booklet from a music festival I recently attended and made a mess of it. The weapon of choice was a Pentel brush pen, supplemented by other assorted inks and stains. Here are some select pages.

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Jeeze louise. Ok, where to begin? Norway is currently in the process of recovering from a phenomenon we call “summer vacation,” which has an almost masterful ability to void any and all cognitive activity for approximately four weeks. Try as I might I haven’t managed to make myself immune to this. Guess this means I’ve finally integrated.

Shortly Before The End came to a close with limited drama, save for a break-in a week after the show opened. A few of the paintings were removed from the wall but not stolen, presumably after the robbers realized they weren’t yet worth anything on the black market, but it also seems the thieves were careful not to damage the corners when they left them by the back door. Thanks, guys. They did manage to make off with some video projection equipment and my old laptop, but since I had been in the market for a new one, they actually did me a favor.

The most unfortunate consequence of this break in was that it left the owners massively paranoid. So much so that it seriously toyed with the gallery’s opening hours, plus required us to take extra special borderline neurotic precautions by taking the paintings off the wall and locking them in storage. Every. Night. Look no further for the definition of pain in the ass.

But all in all, the thing went well.

So anyway, I want to extend a profound and heartfelt thanks to everyone who came out for their time, kind words, support, and contributions to my savings account. Meanwhile I look forward to getting back to painting with oils. Heavens, did I miss the smell.

Guys!

Shortly Before The End opens this Friday, and I am awash in preparations. There are a total of 22 acrylic paintings, plus ten drawings extracted from my sketchbook and sold as prints. Holy crap, this is exciting!

Naturally there a facebook event which outlines the details. RSVP is not necessary for entry but you know what it makes me feel good, so say yes! to Shortly Before The End. See you there!