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Suite: “aL.F.V-M.M” - aLacet Feri Vivere - Memento Mori.TECHNICAL SPECS:
An Original Avant-garde, autoethnographic drawing in non-archival ink on resume cotton paper, rendered with raw rock markings and ink, revisited across six years. Photographed under custom softbox lighting, wherein ink markings, handprints, wear, and time are foregrounded through a deliberately simple tonal and tint chassis. 24×36 in. Canson Photo Rag 308 (100% Cotton Archival Photo Paper)$27,900 - The artist's 1st yet most emotionally completed piece in this suite.A PORTION OF ALL PROCEEDS GO DIRECTLY TO SUPPORTING “SCREEN TEST” A MAJOR COMPETITION AND BIOGRAPHICAL SERIES FOR ACTORS - BY THE ARTIST. STORY/BACKGROUND:
If you don't understand this. That is okay. Many have never understood me - actually - most haven't taken the time to sit and really listen. It's Funny. The same time most will kill with a pastor's prayers at the foot of a cross. Yet within this-ability will claim - testimony deficiency. "Get it out", "What did you mean", "What did you say?", "Wait are they gay?", "Boy, Girl?", "They/Them...no that's him"..."Straight to the pits of Hell". All before the age of 13. Just like Owl, what could I do with this Holy sanctuary of “Godly” Demon. See. Use. Me, I loved all the stories. Because I was made in IT’s image accordingly. Therefore, I agreed to be a "HUmxn" too - I eat apples all the time, none of them truth. For truth grown from man's hands are a lie. Or are we going to keep blaming women? And here I'm situated in no-where and all, non-binary. A true uniform of a "God". Good. I don't accept...becauseDear Reader,I’m going to tell you a story about me. The honest truth. Honestly. This is the only place I feel completely safe in - because within art is the only place where I feel like I can be honest.My entire life felt/feels like a play I didn’t sign up for. When I told/tell the truth I was/am conformed to play a part I didn't sign up for. Under no contract, with no pay, I was/am a participant in a play. So, within it I found the thing that makes this all be the opposite of play. ART.Freezing a moment in time. I’ve froze many times. This medium saw me, didn’t judge me, and even in my many wrongs - I was still somehow getting things right. That’s how life looks like to me through these lenses of mine. I get to see the inbetween - hold it in a moment - and even in its act, make it last a lifetime… It’s true. Still. Always there. Holding the emotions of a time where - whatever - brought me to this moment - I'll always get to charish, hold-close, dear.That for me, with such a rapid mind. Is the hope I honestly care to share with all. Something real that you can see in your spirit. The hONEst-NOUS. Sin,cHI. Jeion I’M Green That’s it.
Suite: “aL.F.V-M.M” - aLacet Feri Vivere - Memento Mori.TECHNICAL SPECS:
An Original Avant-garde, autoethnographic drawing in non-archival ink on resume cotton paper, rendered with raw rock markings and ink, revisited across six years. Photographed under custom softbox lighting, wherein ink markings, handprints, wear, and time are foregrounded through a deliberately simple tonal and tint chassis. 24×36 in. Canson Photo Rag 308 (100% Cotton Archival Photo Paper)$27,900 - The artist's 1st yet most emotionally completed piece in this suite.A PORTION OF ALL PROCEEDS GO DIRECTLY TO SUPPORTING “SCREEN TEST” A MAJOR COMPETITION AND BIOGRAPHICAL SERIES FOR ACTORS - BY THE ARTIST. STORY/BACKGROUND:
If you don't understand this. That is okay. Many have never understood me - actually - most haven't taken the time to sit and really listen. It's Funny. The same time most will kill with a pastor's prayers at the foot of a cross. Yet within this-ability will claim - testimony deficiency. "Get it out", "What did you mean", "What did you say?", "Wait are they gay?", "Boy, Girl?", "They/Them...no that's him"..."Straight to the pits of Hell". All before the age of 13. Just like Owl, what could I do with this Holy sanctuary of “Godly” Demon. See. Use. Me, I loved all the stories. Because I was made in IT’s image accordingly. Therefore, I agreed to be a "HUmxn" too - I eat apples all the time, none of them truth. For truth grown from man's hands are a lie. Or are we going to keep blaming women? And here I'm situated in no-where and all, non-binary. A true uniform of a "God". Good. I don't accept...becauseDear Reader,I’m going to tell you a story about me. The honest truth. Honestly. This is the only place I feel completely safe in - because within art is the only place where I feel like I can be honest.My entire life felt/feels like a play I didn’t sign up for. When I told/tell the truth I was/am conformed to play a part I didn't sign up for. Under no contract, with no pay, I was/am a participant in a play. So, within it I found the thing that makes this all be the opposite of play. ART.Freezing a moment in time. I’ve froze many times. This medium saw me, didn’t judge me, and even in my many wrongs - I was still somehow getting things right. That’s how life looks like to me through these lenses of mine. I get to see the inbetween - hold it in a moment - and even in its act, make it last a lifetime… It’s true. Still. Always there. Holding the emotions of a time where - whatever - brought me to this moment - I'll always get to charish, hold-close, dear.That for me, with such a rapid mind. Is the hope I honestly care to share with all. Something real that you can see in your spirit. The hONEst-NOUS. Sin,cHI. Jeion I’M Green That’s it.
