Portrait practice

So this weekend, I spent some time working on a portrait of my fiancée Megan. I drew out the face with graphite on paper, and then did the painting with watercolor. It’s about 18″ x 20″.
I’m pretty pleased with how it came out, as it will likely serve as the start of a yet another series of work…this time focusing on portraiture.
You can keep up with my adventures by following me on Instagram, @jeruggles.

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Meditation Work

Two new work in the Meditation series are done and drying as well. I haven’t completely worked out an artist statement for these series. But the core concept at work is taking an iconic cartoon/comic character and painting it brightly on a warm yellow background that’s been “dirtied” to create a worn affect. In the comics the characters are lined in black ink or paint…and the large black gestures coming from the hands, feet and face of the character in my paintings sort of reflect the character returning to the substance it’s made from. The idea is that the character is returning to their base elements.  The titles chosen in this series are important too, because they try to indicate an aspect of each character in a wording that is poetic and contemplative in nature.

The Batman painting is titled “Falling in a moonless black sky”

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The Wonder Woman painting is title, “Gentle truth of the Gods.”

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Amor y sonetos

Lots of new work happening in the studios lately…Here’s the scoop.

I continued by exploration of Cien Sonetos de Amor by Pablo Neruda. I made two new mixed media paintings on paper based on Sonnets 7, and 8. These paintings are smaller in size, measuring 12″ x 9″ (H x L). The smaller size allows a level of intimacy with the words and ideas.

Sonnet VII

Come with me, I said, and no one knew
where, or how my pain throbbed,
no carnations or barcaroles for me,
only a wound that love had opened.

I said it again: Come with me, as if I were dying,
and no one saw the moon that bled in my mouth
or the blood that rose into the silence.
O Love, now we can forget the star that has such thorns!

That is why when I heard your voice repeat
Come with me, it was as if you had let loose
the grief, the love, the fury of a cork-trapped wine

the geysers flooding from deep in its vault:
in my mouth I felt the taste of fire again,
of blood and carnations, of rock and scald

Sonnet 7

Sonnet 7

Sonnet VIII, Pablo Neruda

If your eyes were not the color of the moon,
of a day full of clay, and work, and fire,
if even held-in you did not move in agile grace like the air,
if you were not an amber week,

not the yellow moment
when autumn climbs up through the vines;
if you were not that bread the fragrant moon
kneads, sprinkling its flour across the sky,

oh, my dearest, I could not love you so!
But when I hold you I hold everything that is —
sand, time, the tree of the rain,

everything is alive so that I can be alive:
without moving I can see it all:
in your life I see everything that lives.

Sonnet 8

Sonnet 8

Wu tang and veggie tales

I’ve been spending lots of time in the studio and even more traveling the northeast taking work to galleries.
Here’s a quick update pic on some of the pieces that have been moving along slowly with layering and some new ones.
That’s a Veggie Tales piece in the back. Two ODB portraits in the middle. And the continuing Mickey sculpture in the back right. And of course Robocop, and Bimbo and Betty Boop in the foreground.

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