The mystery of Shain Erin

Not a month goes by without the mysterious Shain Erin's work popping up somewhere on the internets. It's only now though, three years after any sign of activity, that the mystery is beginning to peak. Whispers, suspicion, fear, rumour. Who and where? Is there more work? Why no word? Erin is missed and the quality of his work only makes the loss even more potent. 

Hecate Sculpture

Mummy Art Doll Sculpture – M33

The Seer: Journeys of the Soul

Study for a Portrait of a Human Soul #1 (Female Nude)

Join the search for Mr Erin by checking  out his Morbid Dolls site. Thank you for the work Shain. Best wishes, sincerely. B.

Tree of life

The 10 Sephirot. 315 mm high.

Fortunio Liceti - Monsters

After a few days of recovering from the shock of a reverse Centaur exposing himself I feel Liceti is in order. Like Gaff, the tradition of drawing monsters deserves yet receives little respect. I'm not sure if ya just can't teach taste or that middle of the road, pretty flowers and picket fences is a kind of malaria. Suffices to say Fortunio Liceti (drinking buddy to Galileo no less) could kick Walt Disney's ass.

 

 

 

 

 

If your still thirsty for the disturbed in a similar vain, try Monster Brains from Aeron Alfrey, because everyone deserves a good nightmare.

Anyone

Sookyoung Huh

I came across Korean artist Sookyoung Hun's work at an exhibition in Nottingham in 2011. The piece was from her Core series. The technical aspects of the work are filled with challenges and Hun handles them like she was born with a camera in hand but the concept took my breath away. The work couldn't be lighter. Minimalist seems too shallow a word but dust with the mass of the sun screams a beating of life here. I can't tell you how much I wanted to walk out with the piece in hand. I will never forget it. These are a selection of works from her Core Series. Thank you Ms Hun.

For more from Sookyoung Hun, visit her website here.

Juan Cabana

Juan Cabana

I've been a big fan of Juan Cabana for a few years now. Almost as long as I've wanted to build a feejee Mermaid. Like the sea, the ebb and flow of the internet seems to be washing up a few oceanus hominum lately, mine is almost finished too. It's no easy task creating realistic creatures but sea beasts are another proverbial kettle and Cabana for me is the bench mark. This is only a small sample of his work but head over to this site for further bounty.

Sea Sage

Valisna

Tursus

From Cabana's website - "Cabana's mermaids are no gentle pre-Raphaelite maidens. These mermaids seduce us, not with their siren beauty, but with parchment skin and haunted eyes. Their allure lies in their hypnotic honesty. Cabana's mermaids have been dredged from the stygian depths, where the pressure and endless darkness breed spine-toothed monsters and grotesque simian scavengers. These creatures are the sisters and brothers of Barnum's Mermaid, some crawling from the banks of a lagoon, others laid out like wizened specimens in a laboratory. They seethe with life, they call to us with shrill tongues and crooked fingers, they beg to drag us down into the abyss. From the mid-ocean trenches and the bottomless channels they come". - Kim Bannerman 

www.thefeejeemermaid.com

 

Lesson in understanding death. Part 5

Lesson in understanding death. Pt5
Mixed media
220mm x 220mm x 340mm

The Quick

The Quick. Clay, acrylic paint, 490mm high.

The Twin's throne.

I had a period when I use to paint quite a bit so I thought I'd share a couple of old pieces. I really enjoyed it for a time but I am certainly no painter. It is a very demanding process. Mine, then, mostly fuelled by Vodka, a gift from a gentlemen called Captain Knoxious of the book 'Why cats paint' and mostly my cats. Good times. I look forward to having another go. I really can't recommend biodegradables enough to get the proverbial juices going.

The Twin's throne. Birds and acrylic on board. 210 x 297mm 2010

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From the stable to the gate.

From the stable to the gates. Acrylic, cloth on board. 2009

Dive within.

David Lynch, Eagle Scout.

Cinephilia and Beyond has very kindly compiled a one stop shop of online Lynch documentaries. I'm a compulsive doco watcher so lists like this are great but should come with a warning: You'll feel the need to work after watching these. I recommend you have cheese and Ants at the ready. Click the picture to dive within.

Why do you go away?

“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colours. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” - Terry Pratchett

 

Thierry De Cordier.

Crâne Froid

de Vogel

MER DU NORD, Etude n°1

MER MONTÉE

Follow this link for some information about Thierry De Cordier. Enjoy.

The eyes don't see...

The Saturated Life

A lil recommendation from the bomb site that is my bookmarks. The Saturated Life is a podcast featuring some of my favourite visual Artists. I've been trashing the hell out of this for the last few months and can't get enough. It does have quite a niche, painting, pharmaceuticals and their natural bed fellows, spiritualism, (and thankfully) hard work, but it fills it nicely. I always leave imagining all the other Artist I'd like to hear speak and wait with bare knuckles till the next up-date. Have a look and tell me what you think. Better yet, if you know of any other good art podcasts, please let me know. I'm dosing up to ease my documentary come down. Click on the pic to be whisked away.

His Message was Love...

His message was Love, and market saturation.

Another Place - Anthony Gormley

Another Place - Anthony Gormley

 A short ride from central Liverpool is Crosby Beach. It's rather unassuming as far as beaches go but familiar along the British coast line. The name promises pure powder, mysterious "d" rays and the kind of fun which in days to come will haunt adult life. What's in a name. The sharp wind and stunted dunes hide a place many visit but few care to share. Dreams linger, but for moments as they are swept, crashing skyward. Reality is cutting and lazy as it chills, funded by the Irish Sea. Persistence and prosaic life alone, could drive this scene. 

Another Place - Anthony Gormley

 One hundred cast iron figures stand, dreaming out to sea over a two mile stretch. Weighing 650kg, paralysed by life's weight, frozen even to the brutal liquid ice beating the all the but submerged. I've read emergency numbers have been called to report lost souls and bizarre gatherings on these sands. I'm not sure the reality is any relief. I'm prone to assign in the fashion of the long gone west but experience is the mind's scar. This is not a vantage for me. This is Another Place.

Anthony Gormley's website is here.

Masao Kinoshita

Ganesha

 More often than not, when I find an artist I really like, words become rare. The jaw stopping Masao Kinoshita is no exception. His hybrid forms, fully developed despite an apparent lack of gravity or bound by protective layer, haunt, with potent Zen. The Japanese artists resin figures span children's play room with the likes of "Teddy" to the Hindu spiritual plains with "Yoga Asura".

Teddy

 

Yoga Asura

 His work is impressive to say the least but when you take into consideration the the size, Yoga Asura for example is 650mm in height, the detail is mind blowing. I'm particularly envious of his ability to create impossible biological structures, like the multiple shoulder joints of Ganesa and still maintain a natural posture. If this is not enough, his work is peppered with just a glimpse of tiny geometric elements, alien in biology and hinting at some mystic pathway or unimaginable heavenly attribute. The whole again takes hold, the angles slip into the peripheral and we are left with Kinoshita's fleshy Gods, puzzled at our inaction and adolescence. I love this stuff!

Ganesa

Ganesa

 

For more impressive sculptures and drawings from Masao Kinoshita you can visit his website here or his Japanese blog here. Please, if you find any detailed information about Kinoshita building techniques and materials, let me know.

Get them off me! - Channard Institute patient.

I can't get much worse than this.

I talk to myself. A Lot. I'm sure it is an amusing thing to see but when one is in full blown, animated conversation it can be a little embarrassing. One of the most hurtful and common manifestations of mental illness is the internal dialogue becomes pronounced, consistent and dark. Running over events or retracing conversations begins taking more of the day and rather than solutions or appreciation, the sufferer finds critique and judgement. It's starts small, just like the dialogue but soon, as in the words of Mr Reznor, becomes a downward spiral.

Internal dialogue is a constant for everyone. It's so normal most people hardly notice it. I guess that's because it tends not to be nasty. Friends are always taken for granted. My current daily routine is working very well at the moment. It begins with a ten or fifteens minute away, outside at 4:45, sipping on my coffee. My internal dialogue starts as soon as I reach the door, with art. A nice change. It's great and I almost always come to some kind of conclusion which spurs me to begin the day. It's ritual now. Every day is the same refreshing, supportive voice. When I noticed this was happening I thought it was so cool I started taking notes of the conclusions with the intention of posting them here. I doubt any of these statements will mean anything to anyone and most probably sound like rubbish but considering the alternative, constant abuse, fear and bating I hope you might see what I'm getting at. So from this week, here are my first thoughts.

-Maybe the bird should be white?

-McDonalds is yoga.

-More photos, lots more photos.

-I'm making icons, not religious or spiritual but desktop icons.

-Not too natural, not too human, no cartoons!

-I need to learn to paint granite.

-Cast it with armature already in-place.

Simple but for me small, supportive and challenging celebrations of success and inner peace, or the beginnings of it. Mr David Lynch talks about Transcendental Meditation with this analogy "An actor does not have to die to act a death scene. They only have to understand it". I subscribe to that. I don't buy the torched artist bullshit. One does not need one to have the other. In-fact the one without the other is superior and a better head-mate. One of the most interesting things for me to think about is, I believe in Chaos Magic. To a degree. I find it hard to believe we could control our lives by magic, the world and the chaos is too complex but I can't help but believe this internal dialogue is powerful beyond anyone's imagination. Of course we know of the importance of confidence and self image but I honestly believe it runs a whole lot deeper and more complex than psychologists would believe and physicists could map. I'm not sure where that leaves us when suffering from depressive disorders but I know it means being better is as important as it's always been.

The Chariots of the Gods

Dogū

I've managed to win a few battles with everyday life lately and get around to getting my Etsy looking a little more like a place to buy things. I seriously need to relieve some shelf space around the flat, it looks like an archaeology department exploded in here so don't be shy! You'd be helping a brother out.

Cursing Nails, African fetish

I've listed my Dogū in three colours, a few African fetishes and my Moon Child. They seem to be getting a bit of attention but we'll see. I've also managed to work on a couple of longer running projects - my Mountains of Madness prop collection and a few fine art sculptures. One of the larger art pieces has really become a labour of love. It's easy to underestimate these things at times but I'm hoping it'll all be worth the work. I've also finally had the printing of my certificates of authenticity completed too. I'm really happy with the final product and from now on selected item from my Etsy with come with one of these bad boys. I do love photoshop but I'm certainly no pro so it took some doing. The first to go out with one will be the Fairy Fossils. 

Fairy Fossil

Not really a Miskatonic item I hear you say? No. With the Etsy and specifically my Mountains of Madness set, I'm attempting to go beyond the books and fill in some of the questions the stories pose while extending the universe a little. Universities are strange places after all. More of that some other time but if you have a moment, stop by my Etsy if you get a chance. I'll sort you out.  

"And the weird turned pro." - Sam Raimi, DEATH MACHINE

synesthesiagarden.com

Just a heads up. Synesthesia garden is a "Weird art and style" blog I've just sorta stumbled across a couple of months ago. I'm dig'n it! Lost of great Photographers, Drawing Artists, Architecture and bizarre couture.

I loved this work by Elizaveta Porodina and the following dreamy work by Nicholas Alan Cope and Dustin Edward Arnold. 

 

Elizaveta Porodina

Soak up some of this stuff and keep checking back. It's our mission to keep blogs like this alive! Enjoy.

Nicholas Alan Cope and Dustin Edward Arnold.