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Friday, June 25th, 2010

THE SUMMER…

The summer is here! Whoopee! Time for Summer Heat, Beaches, People allowing the sun to molest them, girls in scandalous dresses with dumps like a truck (truck), Thighs like what (what), all night long…let me see that– uh…off topic…ANYWAYS THE SUMMER IS HERE! WHOOOOOooooooOh right, that’s not a good thing for me  since my job at Harvard won’t need me in the summer time. Not getting paid = Shit. Well at least I still have the front of the house managing Improv Asylum job to keep me above water.

SPEAKING OF IMPROV…

Having put improvising on the shelf allowed me extra time to focus on my art. No longer doing improv was a hard thing to do….wait…no, I mean not being able to perform with friends was a hard thing to do…the improv itself? Surprisingly not so hard to drop. I’m never sure if my performance was ever any good and I’m beginning to think I was alienating everyone with my constant “critique me!” attitude after each show. Plus, I’m extremely anxious on stage…especially if an audience member shouts out what everyone else might think is a simple English word to start a scene  and I wouldn’t have a damn clue what that word meant. I constantly question myself if I’m clever enough to work around that.

SPEAKING OF LANGUAGE BARRIER…

So English is not my first language. When I see a words like… I don’t know… um… “UHAUL”….my thought process is to call it “yoo-hah-ool”. A pronunciation my sister called out when she saw one of their trucks for the first time. She was severely made fun of by our father and I laughed pretending I knew she was wrong. Which brings me to the Wacom Tablet or as I used to call it, the “Whack-um tablet.” I used to think that people giggled when I say it because the name sounded giggle-worthy, it wasn’t until someone who didn’t have a sense of humor corrected me, that’s when I realized that those people were giggling because I was saying “way-com” wrong. (Note: I’ve just been told that it is OK to call it “whack-um”…not sure if this is plot to make me look like an idiot again so I’ll stick to calling it “way-com”). Anyways, because of this little pronunciation embarrassment, I’ve decided to make the Wacom tablet my bitch.

My Bitch

Hello Bitch

I’ve trained it to work for me. Okay so it took hours to get used to, but eventually, after breaking that clicky thing on the side of the pen from frustration, I’ve become fairly good at using it.

The first time I used this tablet to finish an artwork was when I made this:

And for the slow, January 17th already happened...so...yeah, this is over.

The show's title was from a radio edit of a terrible song.

This was the cover for our Improv Graduation show program. All the people on here are stylized with a bit of exaggeration.  I’m the one with the square face, glasses, and Asian.  The first 4 people took 4-6 hours…. yes, that’s 240 to 360 minutes of curse words and head to the keyboard bashing drawing time. I needed to get used to the nature of free hand drawing on the Wacom. After those four, the others became easier and easier as I go. Me and Mr. Wacom came to an understanding; it would no longer continue drawing or erasing when the tip of the pen is NOT touching the tablet, and I won’t break anymore of its parts. The final product was shown to people days before the show and it was met with approval. So much so, that the Director of Operations at Improv Asylum commissioned me to do a portrait of the current Main stage cast in similar style.

I found myself vastly improving as I worked on the commissioned project. It was gradually becoming more realistic than the Grad show program cover. All in all the process went down pretty smoothly….OK not really. After I finished the drawing ready for the Improv Asylum grand re-opening, I was told that one cast member, who wasn’t in the cast when the drawing was commissioned, should have been included. Which, clearly…makes sense since it was about the “CURRENT” main stage cast…Oops! Luckily, we had the 12th anniversary party to celebrate a few days later. It bought me some time to finish the piece and it was unveiled on the night of the anniversary. It too was met with approval.

I can tell the drawing order of the actors by how realistic they look.

I can tell the drawing order of the actors by how realistic they look.

After this was finished, I was commissioned again to create a portrait in similar style. This time, as a father’s day present.

Maybe Im gettign better at this....or maybe its for the sake of the children, but creating this didnt require me cursing out in frustration. This one went pretty okay.

Maybe I'm getting better at this....or maybe it's because there are children staring at me as I drew them...but creating this didn't involve any cursing out in frustration. This one went pretty smoothly.

SPEAKING OF FATHER’S DAY…

Anyone else notice how almost every year, more and more of your childhood friends are celebrating this day? It’s like the new thing to do or something…anyways, before I left for work on Father’s Day, I called my dad to wish him a happy one, only to be met with his stupid ass voice mail. So I decided to lamely facebook greet him instead. But I felt weird as hell doing that, so in an attempt to make it less weird, I made a quick drawing of him attached to the  greeting.

He once had an awkward moment just to see how it feels. He mustve liked it.

"He once had an awkward moment just to see how it feels." He must've liked it.

I was going for a gangster look, but my dad’s reply to this was, “I look like a very mean villain.” I didn’t want to tell him it was because of his villainous looking mustache. I feared  that he might shave it and I finally see where I got my looks from. *shivers* No, I don’t want that mustache to disappear.

SPEAKING OF DISAPPEARING…

This Guy

This Guy

Richie Moriarty has left Improv Asylum’s main stage.  Besides having a badass last name, Richie was one of the first cast members who was genuinely nice to me when I first started working there. He is one extremely funny dude who made his craft look easy. Richie not being in Improv Asylum will take some getting used to.

On his last performance, Patty Barrett asked me to draw a picture of her and Richie in reference to Michelangelo’s God creating Adam painting on the Sistine Chapel. With Richie being Adam and Patty being God. Don’t really know the significance of this (Did Patty make Richie?) but I’ve been looking for an excuse to use that painting as a motif for anything. So I made this for her (for him):

Richie and God

Richie and God

And the entire cast and staff said their goodbyes to Richie. Had a few drinks, laughs, drinks, dance, drinks, hugs, drinks, dance, drinks…and so on until we beat the night.  I left Imrpov Asylum very very very early in the morning. I was looking to get a group together and get breakfast but everyone was either too exhausted, drunk, passed out or whatever to do anything. So I went on an adventure looking for any eatery place, besides Dunkin’ Donuts, that was open. Walked from the North End to Downtown Crossing and nothing was opened. I remembered there was a food court at South Station so I headed over there. The only thing opened was Mcdonalds…not even good Mcdonalds, but shitty breakfast only Mcdonalds. Too tired/drunk/hungover to continue searching  I ordered some “McFood” which I regretted instantly at first bite. Should’ve settled for Dunkin Donuts. Can’t find any great places to eat these days.

SPEAKING OF GREAT PLACES TO EAT…

Norm Laviolette, the co-owner of Improv Asylum, brought some chips and a buffet of salsa with him one night at the theater. They were sample salsas for his up coming taqueria in Duxbury, MA. A project he and his business partners have been working on for quite some time now. I know this because he commissioned me to make a concept design of what the front of the restaurant and the logo would look like. The name of the establishment was to be “¡Yo Taco!” but was then changed to “Tootie’s Beach Burrito”

I dont know who tootie is.

I don't know who Tootie is.

and the front of the place was to be Beach inspired. Having spent some time in Long Beach Island, NJ during my teens, I decided to use that area as inspiration.

Those picnic tables are taken right out of LBIs Custard Hut

Those picnic tables are taken right out of LBI's "Custard Hut"

I was later told that they needed to show no drastic modifications to the original building. So a second design was made.

Gone are the linked stations and the wooden walkway and the orange paint.

Gone are the linked stations and the wooden walkway and the orange paint.

Very close except for two things, one: those picnic tables need to go, and two, they’ve reverted back to calling it “¡Yo Taco!” So another logo was made:

My Taco? Gracias!

"I Taco!" in English. Not a product of Apple.

And a final design was created:

A reason to visit Duxbury, MA....mmmmmmm tacos.

A reason to visit Duxbury, MA....mmmmmmm tacos.

And if the salsas I tasted was any indication of the quality of food this place will serve….I can’t wait to taste their tacos.

SPEAKING OF THINGS YOU CAN’T WAIT FOR…

This is the end of the blog.

Improv Asylum New Front House Designs

Friday, April 2nd, 2010

Towards the end of January, Improv Asylum was gutted and renovated.  3 months later, this  once unintentional mausoleum for dead rats has become this beautiful bright lounge looking thing. Where there were darkened areas to hide visual unpleasantness are now lit with bright LED spotlights and color changing mood lights. You will not be  afraid to touch the walls or any other surfaces. It looks absolutely immaculate. The quality product on stage finally matches the Front Room. Oh another thing…It smells better….. INFINITELY times better  than before renovations.

Now, why am I advertising this place so much? Besides the fact that I’m telling the truth? Well, I also designed the floor.

That’s right. The floor is plain ol’ concrete with a two color stain. My job was to A) make a design and B) Tape it off to be stained. I sent the corporate office 7 designs.

Design 1:

Corporate office decided on the colors. A brown and a darker color of that brown. Almost everyone pretty much agreed on using the Asylum’s triangular insignia (impy) in the design . For some reason I had a bio-hazard symbol stuck in my mind when I was designing this.

Design 2:

For the second design, I was going for some kind of floral look. I don’t know, I’m looking at it now and all I see is something I’d find on the back of a  Karate uniform.

Design 3

I wasn’t entirely sure what the final Front House would look like when I was designing these. I just remembered the large steel beams holding up the place looked awesomely industrial. I guess that’s what I was thinking of when I made this.

Design 4

I went for simple with this one. The impy…plain with a circle around it.

Design 5

That design was too simple….let’s make it more engaging. Put them on four corners! I like it a lot. I crossed my fingers that corporate would choose this one.

Design 6

Just for good measure, I went even simpler and just used the impy.

Design 7

I copied design 5’s technique and used the Impy as a way to point out the two entrances to the theater, the entrance/exit to the lobby, and….uh….the Men’s bathroom…

So corporate had their little meetings and decided that design 7 was a safer bet than all the others. It wasn’t until I started the taping process that I was absolutely thankful for their decision. I mean I wouldn’t mind doing the others but I was given such a short amount of time to tape off this thing that I was afraid I wouldn’t finish before the second stain was applied.

But I finished and here is what it looks like:

Ooohh la la

Ooooohh....

Ahhhh.....

Ahhhh.....

I know I know…they fucked up the darker color. The stainer guy assured me, “yeah the bucket of stain says ‘black’…but it’s not really black.” Guess what? It’s fucking black! Anyways, good thing the design stands on it’s own.

As a final touch I was also put in charge of designing the bathroom doors ( you can see a little bit of the men’s room design on picture 2 up there).  I didn’t go for anything fancy…just something large and to the point.

If you are still confused....theres an alley behind the theater...

If you are still confused....there's an alley behind the theater...

While I was doing all this…. I was also doing something for  Improv Asylum’s “You’re a good man, Scott Brown.”

But I’ll talk about that on the next blog.

-Vic

Love is….

Sunday, February 14th, 2010

loveiscolor

I’m not celebrating Valentine’s day… but I am celebrating how February 14 didn’t suck this year….

…ah fuck it…

HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!

If I were in Prison…all I’d ever need is a sketchbook…and uh..food and water.

Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009

When I was a child, all I ever wanted to be was to become an artist. Well, that and the occasional fantasies of being a Ninja Turtle, but realistically, I wanted to become an artist. When everything else in my life goes to shit, I can always rely on making art to distract me temporarily until shit calms down. WELL… now I’m shit deep in student loans and shit ain’t calming down! You bet your ass I’ve been busy making art.

First off, I was involved in this:


junko post


daily dig deer
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Here’s the weekly dig using my sculpture to promote the event. They didn’t mention my name, but they did mention the opening reception date…too bad it’s WRONG!


deers
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Here’s ArtSake blogging about Glovebox. They used a picture I gave Liz and Jodie concerning the progress of my work.


workspace
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Here’s Glovebox doing a blog about my participation with Junko Revival. They sent me some questions and I answered them.


junko deer
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Here’s “Wicked Local” covering the event with a picture of my sculpture complete with title, medium, and gasp! Artist name. Recognition at last.

Go check it out…the art will be up till August 8 so you have time to check them out.
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Here’s the thing…
I never leave my apartment without my man-purse or “murse,” because it carries essential tools for my daily adventures; a camera, an Ipod, pens and pencils of different sizes and colors, but most importantly, it carries my sketchbook, which acts like a diary or a journal to me. I once lost a murse carrying one of my sketchbooks once and I’ve never forgiven myself for doing so…Actually, that’s a lie, at the time I didn’t feel bad because when I searched the bar I last saw it—I instead got a phone number and a date with a fairly attractive girl who worked there. When she ended up being frighteningly weird and kinda psychotic after our first date, THEN I started feeling bad about losing my murse and sketchbook.

Back to the topic! Anyways, when I want to make some art that isn’t elaborately big or time consuming….I look to my murse and attack my sketchbook. I will now show you selected pages from it:

(pencil on paper)


John Bridge
I didn’t want to put this one up but I feel I should show you an example of what happens when you stop drawing for a while. You get rusty and annoyed at yourself. This thing took me hours to finish. Lying on the grass in Cambridge, staring up at this statue of John Bridge, and being eaten alive by bugs while I disappoint myself with every line drawn. I stopped caring if the shadows and proportions made any sense, as I just wanted to finish the damn thing before the bugs finished me off. One climbed inside my ear and I’ve had enough.

(ink on paper)

Carlos Beatdown

I love comedic violence and this was from a film Carlos and me were involved in. I’m quite fond of characters who—after being severely beaten, taken multiple lacerations, gun shot wounds, stab wounds, lose massive amount of blood and other ridiculousness—they just absolutely refuse to die. They’re like the terminator except they feel pain and it’s hilarious. Anyways, that’s me being stubborn and giving the salute while Carlos beats me with a two by four.

(markers on paper)


Sarah

“What? Why?” that was the reaction I got from Sarah when I told her I wanted to draw her. I mean she understands how natural it is for me to ask people if I could draw them just like I understand how natural it is for her to think it’s creepy. Phew…good thing I’m already going out with her. Anyways, her reaction after I finished this was “You made me look cool.” To which I will simply and cockily reply…. “psshh—I know.”

Ok…. so the next following crop of art are Improv Asylum oriented. It’s almost a year since I had the awkward job interview at this place and it’s almost a year since I pretended to like beer in order to fit in working here. Anyways, the point is I’m quite fond of this place.

(markers on paper)


improv actor
Here’s what an actor looks like waiting for his queue to enter a scene.

(markers on paper)


Evan X
This is Evan X…. Opera singer, Republican, Box Office Wizard, and all around nice guy.

(colored pencils on black artagain paper)


improv doug
This is Doug, one of many funny improv comedians on the Mainstage.

(markers on paper)


bryce
This is here is Bryce. Bryce is part of the NXT cast and his humor is gold.

(ink and markers on paper)


Danny G
This charming fella’s name is Danny. Danny invited me to his Halloween Party last year. It was a costume party he says…. so I went as Dr. Zoidberg and everyone else went as themselves. Thanks Danny.

I wanted to show the poster I made for the current NXT revue called “LOST IN BOSTON or Something Wicked Pissah This Way Comes” But that’ll probably be considered a sketch spoiler. SO if you’re in the Boston Area…go to the Improv Asylum on Wendesday or Sunday for the 8PM show. My poster’s hilarity relies on their execution of the sketch and they do execute excellently…. go see it.
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The last batch of artworks on here, are posters I made for Harvard plays and Operas.

(Acrylic on panel)


LHO spring scenes 09
This right here is the poster for the Lowell House Opera’s annual Spring Scenes concert. I’m not too fond of this poster, and I don’t think they were too happy about it also—seeing that I didn’t get any feedback from them or a copy of the poster like they usually do. Sigh…it’s just not the same without Sarah Eggleston (a friend and former LHO producer).

(Acrylic on Board)


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This lovely little thing is a poster for the Gilbert and Sullivan’s production of “The Gondoliers.” The producer asked me for sex appeal…and I gave him three fleshy drawings and we settled on this one. I was told that this was pretty racy for Gilbert and Sullivan…but hey, sex sells.

(Acrylic and Digital on Board)


matriarchs final
This last one is the first time I used digital media on a poster. Why? Because I was running out of time…and photoshop just did a better job at reflecting the mountains on the water. Anyways, the producer gave me a very abstract description on what she wanted on the poster so I just painted the objects I understood from her description and apparently I hit the target.

And that’s it for now. I really wanted to make more art to show on here but shit will never calm down this way, as I actually have to confront my student loans dilemma. Being an Artist is hard… I wonder if it’s not too late to pursue a career as a ninja turtle.

The longest February…

Friday, February 27th, 2009

This month is supposed to be the shortest month compared to the other ones. But it’s crawling and certainly taking its time. Anyways! Some Art News!

I’m involved in this (click image for more info):

SPIN: a glovebox art show
Showing: March 1st-March 29th
Rescue Apparel & Accessories
252 Brighton Avenue, Allston
Opening Reception: March 1st, 6-9pm

The theme was Cassettes and Records…So I decided to nail some cassette tape I found at the goodwill store to a foam board. I wanted to destroy it, basically. As wonderful as cassette tapes were to me back in the day– they are obsolete in today’s world of MP3s. It also shed some light on my mood at the time of its making. A sudden realization that what was once great back then, needs to be discarded for something much greater. I decided to make the background look like the surface of concrete, like a tombstone. Anyways, here it is:

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The LHO Otello Poster is finally finished! It’s hanging around several spots in the Harvard Yard area. I got myself a copy and decided to steal another one for a friend when I realized, everyone has been stealing it. Weird. While working at the Harvard Box Office, a man bought tickets to this event and asked if there were any extra Otello posters that I could give him. It felt good to have your work wanted…still…I had to tell him “No”. Anyways, below is the process of how this poster was finished:

first the preliminary drawing….guess who modelled?
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Then I added the base color…or something…
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Then the finish…
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When it was scanned and printed by the producers of the show…it looked over-contrasted and it lost it’s bluish sky….still, the badass-look remains.

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Now…let’s open up the sketch book and scan some sketches shall we?

I finally watched “Requiem for a Dream” and although the film’s execution was brilliant… the plot made me depressed…and it stuck with me for many weeks… I decided to draw Marlon Wayans at his least funniest….

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Here I tried sketching my day… I was sick as hell but decided to go to work anyways. I wasn’t able to finish it…but the last scene was just going to be me sleeping.

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Ok…so this is Janice. Should I talk about Janice? No… I’ll just say she had a nice body, especially her back…so I decided to draw it.

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At one point, while thinking of something to draw…i decided to outline my hand…you know, like how you start when you draw stupid drawings of turkeys. Anyways, I made a task for myself of trying to make the hand pop out of it’s 2D world….

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Finally…this isn’t a drawing, but one night…while I was feeling like absolute shite…. I made myself some hot chocolate with marshmellows…..as I was about to take a sip from the mug I noticed the hot chocolate was smiling at me. It made me smile back…so I decided to take a picture.

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The End.

Painting Process (Warning: Contains NO educational value)

Monday, December 3rd, 2007

The Process of How Vic Paints with Oil.

I’m going to assume you already know what oil paint does with its many disadvantages and advantages, so I’ll skip the part about what brand of paint or the best mediums to use and all that and just get right to the process.

This is a short description of the process for the “Between Birth and Death” painting.
[click on the thumbnails to enlarge images]

First I set up my still lifes:




Then after a round of procrastination, not getting the preliminary drawings correct, and absolute loss of interest in the still life, I decided to move on and change the whole damn thing.
[No pictures of this boot crushing egg preliminary drawings…. sorry]

-I took the most interesting objects from my bedroom into my studio and set them up in a perfect composition.
After several failed attempts to find that “perfect composition,” I gave up and placed them into this one:




-Deciding to abandon the preliminary drawings step, I went ahead and painted my entire canvas black, gradually adding bits of white and working the values according to the light on the still lifes.




-So now I have a black and white painting. GREAT, SWEET, GOOD JOB VIC. And a thought came, “maybe I could just leave it like this…” but then I took a glimpse at the tubes of paint, formerly known as “Vic’s Money,” sitting around my paint box and I just couldn’t leave the painting in black and white. Plus! Upon closer look, the painting, left in black and white, could make the cover of YAWN…my fictional magazine of boring stuff.

I added yellow, the ochre kind, to my palette and worked on the background drop cloth and the gas mask.




Due to the bitter cold weather outside and the lack of heat in my studio, I stopped painting when I couldn’t keep the brush I was using steady anymore. I left the painting for another day.

There are artists I personally know (and I’m not going to drop any names), who would look at this painting in this stage and say to me,
“You know what, Vic? This thing’s finished! This looks a lot more interesting than if you paint the entire thing in color! It’s a statement! The gas mask and background are the only ones in color because the others are just distractions. The skull, which symbolizes death, and the egg, which symbolizes birth, doesn’t matter as much as the gas mask, which symbolizes life as a struggle and survival. And…uh…the background drop cloth matters too because…it’s um…. it—it just matters! Anyways, go up to Mr.” Rich Art Collector” and tell them THAT IS EXACTLY WHY you decided to leave the skull and the egg in black and white.”
And then there are other artists I personally know (still not dropping any names), who would look at this painting in this stage and say to me,
“Uh, looks like shit.”

There are more of you in the latter than the former and I’d have to agree with the majority.

So I began working on the skull’s color on the next session.

I added some more yellow ochre and a bit of red of the cadmium kind to my black and white palette.




Maybe it was because of the bitter cold weather (I could actually see my breath while I paint), or maybe it was because I underestimated the still life, whatever the reason was, painting that damn egg was frustrating the crap out of me. It’s a simple geometric shape but maybe that’s why it pissed me off so bad, I just couldn’t get this simple thing right.
When I finally executed something I was happy with. I added some more details on the mask and finished the painting with a final glaze.




I go to sleep with a sense of accomplishment.
The End.

Vic The Oil Painter

Friday, November 16th, 2007

I started a new painting two nights ago and was surprised at how fast I could work. Every time I finish a painting I put off painting something new for such a long time that when it comes to tackling a new painting, that empty canvas intimidates the crap out of me.

Before I went to The Art Institute of Boston, my high school Art teacher, Mr. Begonia, gave me permission to raid his art closet. Stupidly, I took some boards, store-stretched canvas and a crap load of acrylic paints. He kept trying to persuade me to take as many oil paints and mediums as I can, but I refused and now, every time I remember the reason to why I refused, I want to put my head inside that art closet and have him slam the door multiple times.
I refused because I was afraid of oil…WHERE DOES IT GET OFF DRYING EVER SO SLOWLY?!?! At least with acrylics,I could blow a fan on it and Poof! It’s dry!!!

But then, of course…Art School comes along and shows the better advantages of oil paints to acrylics…..So when I tackled this medium, I realized Oil painting is one of those talents that when you get an A+ at first try, you know you were tailor made for it (I also realized why Mr. Begonia–after I refused his oil paints offer–looked at me with a smile, shook his head and looked away)

So two nights ago I started an oil painting and after I got through the intimidation of an empty canvas, the ball starts rolling and the joy of the process is intensified by the amount of progress. When I did my…”ok, look away, forget what the painting looks like. Stare at that wall, think of last night’s episode of the simpsons……aaaaaand……” look back at the painting, I realized I’ve finished a lot more in two hours than I originally thought.

and I left the studio with oil paint and a smile on my face.

the first blog

Saturday, October 20th, 2007

blog….I have no basis for this but the word “blog” somehow resembles “throw up” to me.

Anyways,
first blog…..

…Biked in the rain…
…Phone’s Dead….
…Work Everyday….
…no money saved….

…making art….
..life is good….

I’m involved in a group show!
The opening is on the 25th of October…..at Foxhall Studios in Uphams corner in Dorchester….

the end