I am the blueberry that you saw
in that big old spiderweb
I dangle in random absurdity
like some strange poem you might have read...
My Best Poem how precious are dreams
that logical themes
quote facts in attempt to deny you
that magical day, when you can say
I believed!
and that's why they ARE true!
"The more you create, the more you become The Creator" David Wilcock
Thesis Statement I like art, I do art,
I do art all the time,
I do alot of art
and when I'm not
sometimes I write a rhyme!
LOVE IT SO MUCH! Sand 'tween my toes
and minimal clothes
make for fun in the sun
yeah you know it!
but the seashore at night
is a sensual sight
as the moonbeams
sow love seeds for poets!
Time Time is a weird thing
goes sooo slow when yer
waiting for the bell to ring
goes fast on Christmas
and sunny days
and when you're in love
it compresses and strays,
time is elastic
and sometimes like glue
but it's never wasted
when I talk to you!
Artists
all great artists seem full of doubt
there is too much inside
and not enough out
but each piece of art
makes someones day,
perhaps our souls
need it that way.
kharmalade
Would this have made
a good last day?
did I accomplish
any kharmalade goal?
did I climb some sunsetted peak
by the bay
to placate my expectant soul?
no, but i did take a second
to look around
like that dude
with his own Iron Chefs,
and in that infinity portal
i'll go as a mortal
suspecting it's all for the best....
SOMETHING GOOD
I remember something good
back when days
unfolded like
a grand adventure should.
I don't want to just fit in
be functional like some machine,
I want a purpose
need the wind
to blow the scent of fortune
on my skin.
Are you of that small percent
who cannot fold
who will not bend
who takes a soul and strips it bare
not because you can
but because it's there... ?
You Is You
You are you and that is good
you may not be what they say you should
or be that which you cannot be
and you wouldn't want to be like me
but I see you as you and so
if you see me unmasked say "yo"
"what makes Me me is all unique
what makes us Us makes us complete"
I Artist i sometimes wonder
if it is so
that I am an artist
simply because i say so was I born with talent
to write or to paint?
a prodigy perhaps? there's no doubt that I aint not a leader or lackey no big money schemes but an artist resulting from having big dreams they say visualise what you want to be regardless of what people say and all will come true quite possibly maybe some happy day!!
THE DANDYLION STAR Amongst the speckled field of black
I saw the dandylion star
it winked at me and I winked back
and sent that wish up far,
the other stars looked more like gems
like diamonds stuck in tar,
but I liked the mellow
glow of the yellow
wonderful dandylion star.
like crystal fish the others sit
cold like a platinum bar,
but how can you miss when you make a wish upon the dandylion star?
WE TWO STARS We two stars
burn so intense
without pretence or fuss
and what would we say
if somewhere far away
someone made a wish upon us?
for the darker the night
the brighter the light
that shines for every face
so get up and stay
in the vast milky way
and add your light to the space!
here are two oil paintings that now have added onto them wet acrylic gel medium that looks white until it dries and then it turns clear.
The green and red are watered down tinted glue which is essentially liquid plastic that drys transparent. Plenty of standard elmers/white school glue has been added also.
The mixture will crackle randomly and create some nice effects!
This is acrylic paints on canvas then sprayed gold then oil paints! It’s getting done, slowly..
I’m trying to capture the feeling of ‘gloriousness’ hehe, is that a real word? But that’s the word that comes to mind. I love combining realism with more abstract motifs and I love have multiple light sources as it makes the pictures come alive in your mind!
In other art news, I decided to make a few virtual art galleries again in SecondLife (after a long absence, which seems to be a pattern with my art, I’ll stop one type of art for a while and try another and when i come back to the first it is with a renewed vigor not seen by many (hehe that’s an interpolation of the poetry from the mighty Henry Rollins).
You might see my really cool personal logo around the sims of SecondLife, my avatar is called Daz Honey!
This is the type of thing I want to show the wfabi.org people, this is graphic design from a fine art perspective which is a precious commodity in this world where that ipod silhouette idea gets rehashed over and over until people just don’t notice it anymore. Graphic design needs to be fresh or people don’t look at it, they see it, but they don’t look and that is the difference between a successful design and just another design.
WFABI Mission: To define standards to aid in the design, development and marketing of websites, from the teachings of experiential fellows; to help produce a "better internet"
I know graphic design, I graduated with a BS in graphic design in 1999 and have been ‘experimental’ ever since. My friend Scott Tranchitella (DJ Disaster) and I built our own graphic design studio and taught ourselves to become media experts. We built websites, bought domain names and made a thousand graphics (see the logo on the wall behind DJ Disaster in the photograph below). We built a recording studio with a sound booth and used pro-tools, we bought a professional broadcast tv camera and half a dozen M2 decks and learned Final Cut, we produced and recorded several albums worth of original music (Homer Simplex) to use for our indy movies and commercials, we acted and produced in a weekly live comedy radio show and streamed several stations 24/7 from our studio to promote the artists we had recorded, often writing the beats for the hip hop tracks to suit the clients, we even started work on an internet tv show before I left for Michigan (and eventually wound up here close to NYC).
That’s just the work part, after all, everyone and their grandma is an amature graphic designer and videographer these days, children make CSS that can rival the pros (seen Neopets lately?) and social networking experts are a dime a dozen, so the actual nuts and bolts of software wrangling isn’t that important when you can crowdsource a project to the most available, cost effective and proficient person you know third hand on twitter. Proficiency can be hired but originality has to be sought out.
I’m 42, I’ve been around the block, hell, I went to school on three different continents. I’ve moved dozens and dozens of times, each time refining what is most important to take with me and discarding the rest. I have little left of my childhood except the same dreams that surface like liquid gold each time I create something great. I’ve been wealthy, I’ve starved, I’ve had great love affairs and I’ve been miserably lonely but I’ve always been an artist. It’s not a jay oh bee as that means someone elses rules, it’s not a career as that means it has to end, I fully intend to follow in the footsteps of Michelangelo and Picasso and be a old man who makes interesting things, by then I should be pretty damn good don’t you think!
If you want people to brainstorm about making a better internet, I would be a good choice I think!
I’m on a creative streak, this one is part of my violet on gold series, it is activated by the light in the room hitting it and it will always look slightly different as you pass by it. I’m not sure what the next phase of this one is but it will happen!
Acrylic on canvas (8×10) painted white and then light blue and then gold. The effect makes me think of old plaster and old paint and patina. This one does have a story but the theme of love and lust and loss is universal, perhaps you see a different narrative but it stands as it is, perhaps my finest surrealist work…
and below are three more I’ve been working on in the last few days!
~*Alien Abduction - acrylics and florescent tempera on canvas by Darren Daz Cox*~
I painted this one in 1998 while I was studying graphic design at Bradley U. in Peoria Illinois. I love florescent tempera paint, it is relatively cheap and available in just about every drug store and makes great special efffects under black light, even if you think you have no artistic talent - you can feel like a genius under blacklight with your fingers in some pots of florescent tempera!
I’m now on at least half of all the social networks out there hehe, see if you can find me! Hopefully I’ll just post here and everywhere gets a copy of this post or a link to it.
I like the idea of having my original creations suddenly available for people to just happen upon it. Art can trigger memories and wonderfully strange thoughts, it can inspire your own creativity and that is a good thing!
I remember reading a sci-fi story in my scandalous youth about how humans were offered a trade of advanced knowledge for something the aliens didn’t have and the aliens finally accepted the idea of paint from us. I think that is so cool, after all, if you had the technology to make things non-corrodible and had holographic 3D artwork etc you could totally miss out on (or forget) the magic of paint!
~*gold starfish and box and ceramic mutant made in 1984 by Darren Daz Cox*~
Trust me, if you are feeling bored, depressed or have writer block, try this, buy a can of gold spray paint, get some rocks off the ground, or those old seashells laying around, and spray them (outside! safety first!!). Spray paint dries very quickly! Then gather up your handful of treasure and gloat! Gold makes you feel better, it just does, and it doesn’t have to cost you a lot of money. There is something magical about making something old and ‘worthless’ look shiny and precious, it will make you happy! ~*The Tempest - acrylic and tinted glue over an old framed print by Darren Daz Cox plus gold painted figures made by an artisan lost to history but still appreciated!*~
Gold paint unites all things it touches, from the humblest plastic toy and rusty Zippo case to archaeological artifacts that The Antiques Roadshow obliges us to keep in their ‘natural state’ if only for the sake of monetary compensation.
These clay figures, above, had been collected by my step-dad and passed on to me. They had spent decades in a satin-padded glass-covered display-box, a coffin, and while they might have some historical significance to a particular scholar, they are now painted gold. When you think about what they represent, a proud family, it seems to be a nice tribute to the artist because I’m guessing that had he owned a 7 dollar can of quality gold spray paint he would have sprayed them too, rather than to have them remain scorched from the fire.
Oh I know how ‘authentic’ works but really, we spoiled modern world people totally romanticize the external parts of primitive living. What primitive cultures have that we can’t exploit we are generally taught is merely base superstition, yet the chances are you’ve had some pretty deep thoughts and even profound experiences while sitting around a campfire under the stars and heck, the Dogone tribe in Mali, West Africa, has more astronomical knowledge than 99.99% of our college graduates and they don’t even have electricity or a written language ha!
~**~