I saw LIILY perform on the back patio at Stories Books and Cafe in Echo Park on a July evening. I first met Dylan Nash, the band’s vocalist, who went in for a hug while I precociously (and pretentiously) went in for a hand shake. He took the stage with his band later in the evening. Impeccable timing and tangible chemistry and love made for a remarkable, intimate, and just plain feel-good performance from LIILY. It’s clear: the boys are a band of brothers and best friends and have no hang ups about showing and sharing their love for each other. Their genuine friendship READ MORE
Energy: What fires you up?
Looking at a blank canvas and not exactly knowing what is about to appear; an exciting moment. READ MORE
My favorite place in Los Angeles that I would take visitors would be Venice Beach. From the sublime to the ridiculous, the wealthy to the homeless, the black to the white, the gay to the straight, and all in between, All are seen at Venice Beach. READ MORE
One of Hagop’s “Aristocrats” paintings is a woman wearing a draping headscarf and an embroidered blouse. Her features are pretty and delicate, with small petal lips and thin brows. But this is not just a depiction of a Middle Eastern woman… READ MORE
I have created artistic interpretations of my own Ikebana arrangements and, as I have done in much of my previous work in other subjects, revealed the distress that persistently undermines our aspirations of beauty and serenity… READ MORE
Her images create exciting worlds that merge the visible and invisible. Her years of exploration in movement, dance and performance art, brings a wide variety of characters, fluidity and emotion to her paintings. Colors are bold and vibrant. READ MORE
The week began with Sexy Coco Conan. It progressed with Tomato on the Range as well as delectable Une Paire De Poires (that’s french for pair of Pears). Who doesn’t love Vincent Price; and the Eye of the Agamatto is a treasure indeed. READ MORE
But like the studio fire that melted things together, the fire within Bisciotti is melting together his passions as he works on his new project titled, Invisible Cities: a series of paintings with an architectural flair. “I’ve always been attracted to buildings. READ MORE
This was the cover art for my first EP! I put this one in here because I have always felt a very strong connection to the moon, and I think it represents a very strong energy for a lot of my friends, as well. I also have always loved children’s book illustrations, which inspired this cover. Making this was definitely one of those “what if” pieces for me, where I just kind of let my imagination do its thing. What if you peeled open the moon and there was a 14.6 million square mile kiwi inside? READ MORE
I recently returned from an exploratory trip to Mendocino and Napa Valley. I spent a week photographing early morning light and long afternoon shadows. I have created a few new paintings already that I am eager to share. READ MORE
We look to George. Was that a gun? “Could be hunting season,” he speculates, eyebrows lifted. “Or maybe there’s a shooting range nearby.” The sharp cracks come more frequently. Multiple shooters. Whoever they are, they seem to be moving closer.
We all go by certain assumptions that we live in a largely civil, law-abiding society. Still, it’s hard not to flash back on the final scenes of Easy Rider with its denouement of casual, explosive violence against the free-spirited, live-and-let-live cross-country riders. But that was only a movie, right? Right?
I glance at Emily for an assuring look that will confirm I’m overreacting. But her widened eyes and the taut set of her jaw tell me she’s frightened, too. READ MORE
People’s Sonnet #1 by Luis Rodriguez A shadow hangs where my country should glow. Despite glories shaped as skyscrapers or sound. More wars, more prisons, less safe, still low. Massive cities teeter on shifting ground. Glittering lights, music tracks hide the craven. TV, movies, books so we can forget. Countless worn out, debt-laden and slaving; Their soul-derived destinies unmet. Give me NASCAR, lowriders, Hip Hop, the Blues. Give me Crooklyn, cowboys, cool jazz, cholos. Give me libraries, gardens of the muse. Give me songs over sidewalks, mad solos. Big America improperly sized. Give me your true value, realized. Excerpt from Borrowed Bones (Northwestern University Press, READ MORE
Leaving his past behind, Rodriguez, with the help of a mentor, recognized his deep hunger for something new and powerful to replace the emptiness and suicide road he was on, “with enough righteous anger, not rage, but anger with eyes, with direction—remember rage is blind—against whatever was keeping me from making a way in this world, be it personal, familial, or social.” READ MORE
Murphy has learned how to make peace with fear. “Sometimes I’m afraid of stuff that I don’t really have a good reason too, it’s just there. I have to deconstruct it, take a look, and ask myself, ‘Is there a way that I can make a relationship with this fear?’” READ MORE