No Talking Tuesday # 159
No list. Nothing special to report.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Wednesday, November 03, 2010
First Solo Art Show!
Remedy coffee in Oakland is hosting my first solo art show. I had a piece in their self portrait themed group show the last two months, and submitted a few proposals for art and photo solo shows of my work. The curator chose the proposal I titled "Sketch Book Spreads", which features sketch book pages from my last few sketchbooks, specifically those which the drawings made use of facing pages.
The opening is this Friday at 6pm and goes until around 8pm.
Remedy Coffee
4316 Telegraph Ave
Oakland, CA 94609
(510) 922-8455
The opening is during the Oakland Art Murmur, which is a extremely hipster friendly celebration of the local art, music, food scene the first Friday of every month.
http://oaklandartmurmur.com/
If you want to see a sneak peak of the pieces in the show online:
www.artofali.com/sketchbookspreads
So come on by, chub up on some roasted veggies, look at some drawings and say hi!
Remedy coffee in Oakland is hosting my first solo art show. I had a piece in their self portrait themed group show the last two months, and submitted a few proposals for art and photo solo shows of my work. The curator chose the proposal I titled "Sketch Book Spreads", which features sketch book pages from my last few sketchbooks, specifically those which the drawings made use of facing pages.
The opening is this Friday at 6pm and goes until around 8pm.
Remedy Coffee
4316 Telegraph Ave
Oakland, CA 94609
(510) 922-8455
The opening is during the Oakland Art Murmur, which is a extremely hipster friendly celebration of the local art, music, food scene the first Friday of every month.
http://oaklandartmurmur.com/
If you want to see a sneak peak of the pieces in the show online:
www.artofali.com/sketchbookspreads
So come on by, chub up on some roasted veggies, look at some drawings and say hi!
Tuesday, November 02, 2010
Self Portrait
The last couple months I've had a self portrait drawing/painting in an awesome coffee shop in Oakland named Remedy Coffee. The whole way I even became connected to the curator/barista was when after the first time I went there with my friend mark for coffee, proceeded to shamelessly hit on her, with the prospects to ask her out. She misinterpreted my efforts as an artistic interest in the space and asked if I wanted to be put on the mailing list of upcoming show opportunities. Rather than explain the misunderstanding I decided to take this new direction, as it was in keeping with my new years resolution to promote my art for a change. It's funny that when I finally get off my duff to do so it's only because it came as an accident to my much more exercised lecherous philandering.
Anyway flash forward a couple months and I was included in this self portraits group show, and and now currently hanging a solo show to be up for the month of November. More on that later!
For now here are some photos of my piece in the last show and the space:
The last couple months I've had a self portrait drawing/painting in an awesome coffee shop in Oakland named Remedy Coffee. The whole way I even became connected to the curator/barista was when after the first time I went there with my friend mark for coffee, proceeded to shamelessly hit on her, with the prospects to ask her out. She misinterpreted my efforts as an artistic interest in the space and asked if I wanted to be put on the mailing list of upcoming show opportunities. Rather than explain the misunderstanding I decided to take this new direction, as it was in keeping with my new years resolution to promote my art for a change. It's funny that when I finally get off my duff to do so it's only because it came as an accident to my much more exercised lecherous philandering.
Anyway flash forward a couple months and I was included in this self portraits group show, and and now currently hanging a solo show to be up for the month of November. More on that later!
For now here are some photos of my piece in the last show and the space:
Wake Up Eubert!
About five years ago in college, (back when I was young and spry and on an all super burrito diet) I painted a illustration for an online art competition. As most of my work at the time it was whimsical and and poignant, and wistful to the point of saccharine. It stared a sleepy flying snail thing named Eubert.
Flash forward now to 2010 and I get an email out of the blue from someone who came upon the image and wants to buy a print. I thought it over and decided I didn't feel comfortable making money off the naive yet earnest efforts of college era Ali, and coupled with my laziness to print/package/mail etc. I just uploaded a high rez version for the guy free of charge.
In the course of my messages to him I discovered that his name is Eubert! Which I thought didn't exist before I made it up. Explaining at least in part his interest in the piece. Anyway I thought the whole thing funny, nostalgic, and heartwarming. The experience is sure to be safely wrapped and kept in my breast pocket to be reminded of in my more cynical and jaded artistic moments.
Below is the painting I did in college:
About five years ago in college, (back when I was young and spry and on an all super burrito diet) I painted a illustration for an online art competition. As most of my work at the time it was whimsical and and poignant, and wistful to the point of saccharine. It stared a sleepy flying snail thing named Eubert.
Flash forward now to 2010 and I get an email out of the blue from someone who came upon the image and wants to buy a print. I thought it over and decided I didn't feel comfortable making money off the naive yet earnest efforts of college era Ali, and coupled with my laziness to print/package/mail etc. I just uploaded a high rez version for the guy free of charge.
In the course of my messages to him I discovered that his name is Eubert! Which I thought didn't exist before I made it up. Explaining at least in part his interest in the piece. Anyway I thought the whole thing funny, nostalgic, and heartwarming. The experience is sure to be safely wrapped and kept in my breast pocket to be reminded of in my more cynical and jaded artistic moments.
Below is the painting I did in college:
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