I Made a Book!

Hey!  I made a book!

 

In fewer than 2 months, a handful of things will happen: Christmas pandemonium will be upon us, I will engage in my first “holiday break” in years without molecular bonding between myself and a Zelda game, and I will participate in a portfolio/career show – where I will be presented to prospective contract-ees much like a slab of cow-meat is waved at overweight Americans on the 4th of July.

But I suppose I’m clinging too strongly to my personal feelings about the whole thing.  In the end, I could wind up in a contract with Diesel Jeans or something… I guess we’ll see.

The super-awesome-fantastic-great-plus side of the whole ordeal is that it has forced me to finally make the portfolio book I’ve been avoiding for quite some time (years).  Of course the benefit of me waiting this long is that the thing is rather up-to-date.

I could explain the finer aspects of the ProLine Paper, the beautiful image-wrapped cover, or even the hours of nervous twitching as I meticulously determined which image to place next to which.  But, in the end, you probably don’t care and may not ever touch, caress, stroke, or in other words fondle this glorious, printed, eye-seducer.

So, I’ll just show you an Issuu render of the thing.
Enjoy!

– Jon

(OH- and in you’re interested in a superb coffee table book, shoot me an email and we’ll make some magic happen!)

 

Cosmetics Shmosmetics

A few weeks ago, I mentioned a project in the works that may or may not have involved assorted non-makeup like materials in place of actual cosmetics.

Well here’s the project.  But first – let me dig through a few minutes of back-story.

I was given an assignment to “create a project.”  … … OK – for all of you non-art people out there, let me lay this out.  When someone essentially says “Do something,” it’s a problem.   See, no many project ideas you have tucked away for a rainy day, that level of challenge instantly negates any of your previous concepts.  What they’re really saying is, “So, you think you’re creative, huh?  Think you got a head on them shoulders?  Fine.  Bring it.  Show me what you got.  It better be MIND-BLOWING.”

This invariably leads to panic attacks and a violent barrage of second guessing yourself.

But that is all leading up to the real point…. This dude –>   Caleb Charland.  He takes (what I like to refer to as) “pictures of science.”  Whether it’s actually science or just looks “sciencey”is irrelevant.  The point is that he inspired me to make things.  Things like catapults and dead-falls.

Then I thought, “What could I use such harmful devices for that would be photographically interesting?”  AH HA!   —-   Splattering my friends and acquaintances with assorted food and art mediums.

So it began.

But after a few days of though i realized that things I could fling really only came in lumpy, liquidy, flakey, or powdery consistencies and that I would quickly run out of delivery methods.  So, I racked my brain further.

That’s when I went to Rite Aid to get something (probably razors or soap or something).  BUT!  While I was there, I couldn’t help but notice the 5-foot tall posters of seductive looking ladies flashing their mascara-ridden lashes at me.

Then it just clicked in my head like a bad-idea shotgun chambering a round of inappropriate.

People flip through “Cosmo” and see models making ridiculous faces then say to themselves “if I use that makeup, I could look equally as stupid.”  OK, they probably don’t say that, but it’s sort of the unconscious process that goes on.

I got to thinking, what would happen if I got people to slather their visages with Alphabet Soup, corn starch, or pizza toppings?  Would marinara be the new black in next summer’s line up?

No.  Probably not…   But I still got people to do it.

That’s gotta count for something.

Here you go.

– J

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