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Revisiting Significant Moments of the Past.

I've been doing this photography gig for over a year now and it's apparantly serving the great purpose of having me revisit pivitol moments of my life. Seems every assignment takes me on a tour of a part of the city I have some sort of history in or a specificially direct connection to. In some cases a big moment happened close to where I'm assigned to shoot. Case in point, the photo above is one which sparks a great memory from when I was performing in my early twenties. After this poetry and music show held in an unconventional space in the city we were invited to have dinner at Cafeteria. It was the first time I can remember sharing food with people I wasn't friend or family with. This act alone definitely had a positive affect on me as a young person and the experience of community would be a precursuor of events to come as ultimately I'd become a connector of people, enjoying curation of both public and private gatherings feeding people. 

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Touch Grass?

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Cutting Ties

From primordial soup soaks to infinite expansion of mind and thensome, I've spent the better part of a month on the edge of suffering with faint moments of peace.

Today my body aches less than yesterday. Wasn't so much a struggle to move about, still it was not comfortable at all in route in the AM to errand for a handful of items to aid my healing. Being unwell is not something I often experience and I surely do no enjoy, especially when it involves both my mind and body. 

Returned to Brooklyn after a week north. Grateful for the opportunity to be hours from the city I've grown weary of, even moreso in the last few years, hindered by my weakened state of health; I did not fully enjoy my opportunity in a small town just outside of Kingston. 

I couldn't be inside last night. Mind on the cusp of possible rage, I walked near a mile and a half then bought a ticket to the film Opus. I sat in the center at the very back of the theater in seat number seven. I figured at least I could get lost in a story odder than my current life's position, none of which I'll recount in this post as the matters matter not at all. I am not here to pen The Iliad, The Odyssey or my version of A Course in Miracles.

A film I felt was the healthiest distraction or coping mechanism to reach for. 

I've been returning to the Oracle prompt of 'Cut Ties' deliberating iteratively on what exactly needs to be cut for some time. Surface cuts proved surely not enough as I have been in surgery at this point for over two years - at least consciously. And as you're likely aware, I am no surgeon.

I'm a few steps away from a silence vow. I removed all but one social media app from my phone. I've been unfollowing and removing followers on IG and recalibrating my YouTube algorithm by viewing videos of the ancient method of Kimchi making to homesteading and tips on the best places in the states to live off-grid. 

We'll stop here for now. I'm out of characters for today.

C.

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Mon-tag: Technology Bother's Me

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What's Next? I Can't Call It; Right Now.

This is what C.ommunity looks like for C. IRL. A still from an 80's sitcom.

Photo is from my 2021 six day solo art show hosted in a vacant Bedstuy apartment where I hung sixty-two pieces of art and frabricated an instillation inside a bedroom closet. The show spanned two rooms. Viewings were by appointment and private. Closing was open to the public with bubbles and an art chat. I've been creating all types of experiences for over two decades and this is and will always be one of the most memorable.

So, when's C.'s next show? Honestly, I have no idea. Last couple years have altered my energy around a lot in my life. The one thing I've never anticipated is my desire to make art being disrupted nor my enthusiasm for hosting events and connecting with people being in question. Not feeling like creating art or even caring to share it for C. is a scary place. Thing is, Art won't leave me alone. And of course I won't leave it either.

Photos like the one above keep me tethered to the reality of what I've accomplished throughout the years. The communities I've built from scratch, the lives I've affected and the people who've added to mine. 

Each day a new challenge seems to arrive which I should invite because otherwise this shit would be boring. Still, even C. needs a break from time to time. 

Rest is important folks. Introspection and self assessment is essential. Time to breathe and do nothing is just as important. 

I have to remind myself at this leg of the journey about the necessity of pause moments. The ones which have kept me balanced over many years. For me in retrospect, I realize how these moments have kept me sane. Now it's time to lean deeply into one and truly recover so when the frost fades and warmth has returned to this city, I'll be prepared in the most healthy way to continue on path sharing my life as art.

C. the Rich artist

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The Gang's All Here!

A capture at the end of an increcbly beautiful day and event in Harlem at the beginning of December last year. It was the first time I ran out of space on a card as I shot in RAW format the entire day. Not everyone knows what it's like to take sixteen hundred plus shots over time in under three hours followed by the process of sorting out what to keep then what to edit if necessary. There are levels to this experience of photography which I couldn't begin to detail in one singular post. I look forward to sharing so much more in tyour his new year as Photogrpah is something I've done for quite some time though most people know me for other disciplines. 

When was the last time you picked up a camera (or any sort)? 

What's your relationship with photography from behind or in front of the lens?

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mannequin bones

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C.'s Creative Nexus Interview

C. spoke wth Stephanie Swilley of Creative Nexus Community about Art and of course community via Zoom. 

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Glaze The Eyes

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A Quick Chat In the Trap with artist John Rogers.

There’s no such thing as coincidence. It also happens to be the week of Halloween and we were granted the opportunity to have a quick chat with John Rogers the prolific artist behind Ghoulorama (cue The Munsters theme music.) Below is a brief pick of John’s beautiful brain about art life, process and inspiration for creating pieces which elicit a visceral response until thoughts invade the feeling party and the mind attempts to wrap its tentacles around them.

How’d you arrive in your current place of creativity? What have been some remarkable moments for you thus far regarding art as a father, husband and purveyor of Ghoulorama.

When I was younger I really wanted to be a writer. All the time I spent at bookstores, libraries, and poetry readings exposed me to art. I played with collage for a few years, and when I was 20 I decided to try painting. There was an immediacy I enjoyed about it and I was hooked. Almost overnight I was painting and drawing on a daily basis. I started buying and stealing art supplies and my mom gave me a ton of arts and craft stuff she had since the 90s when she was a Girl Scout troop leader. My skills have improved over the years and I'm even more prolific. I'm much more focused than I was when I was younger and much more confident in my abilities. (I turn 40 next month.)

I've had too many amazing moments as a husband and a father to count. As the purveyor of the entity "Ghoulorama"... (I really just prefer "John" but friends have been calling me "ghoul" for 20 years now), I think the most remarkable thing is that other artists buy my work. Many artists I respect and admire, who's work I love, have bought work from me and it's hanging in their home or studio.

Incorporating text in art pieces hasn’t always been accepted and or recognized as ‘legitimate’ in Art. Why’d you choose this means of expression? What comes first, the text or the image when you’re conjuring up new pieces?

I never really thought about the "legitimacy" of using text in a painting that much. When I started making art, I dedicated myself to studying it as well. No one was around to say "do this, don't do that". I saw text in cubism, pop art, conceptual art, and all over the art of the 80s and onward so I just figured it was fine. The text was very natural to me because I started as a writer. Some people think of my paintings as memes, and some are literally just memes I painted, but much of the time it's like a footnote. The text that accompanies a plate in a book, or handwriting at the bottom of a Polaroid. Sometimes it's my own words, sometimes they're from a song or a book. Sometimes the text comes first, sometimes the image.

Why do you create multiple iterations of the same painting? Has this action much affected your creative process outside of these works?

It started out as an exercise, just to see if I could do it. I always liked the idea of replication and repetition. My dad was a copier repair technician for a long time. Some of my favorite artists also have painted multiples of their work and have a strong work ethic, and I'm inspired by that. Andy Warhol and Steve Keene both come to mind. Different methods, different price scale, but hard working and no qualms about painting multiples.

To be honest, I also like selling ten paintings instead of one. I know I could make prints, but I would much rather sell you a painting. I can stand behind the quality of it and I think it's much more special. There's too much mass produced stuff, I'd rather sell you something handmade.

Is there something you’re interested in doing or plan to do you’ve not done artistically yet?

I physically can't think that far ahead. I take care of my kids during the day and paint at night. I'm kind of fried when it comes to long-term plans for art.

Is Halloween everyday for you Ghoulorama? 

No. I'm pretty normal looking. If I had to describe my clothes, I'd say it probably looks like I'm about to go hiking most of the time. I don't have any tattoos. Except for our two menacing black cats (and my studio in the basement), our house is fairly normal. My wife and I watch a lot of scary movies,  and I have since I was a little kid, but that's about as Halloweeny as we get.

Do you have one piece which was difficult to part with? What is your relationship with your work post creation?

Honestly, no. I can't think of one. I'm glad they live somewhere else where someone can enjoy them. My relationship with the work? I paint it. I let it dry. Touch it up if necessary. Take a picture of it. Varnish it. Let that dry. Bag it up and put it on a shelf. I need the room on my drying rack (i.e radiator pipes) for the next wet paintings. 

What knowledge from your experience would you share with any artist reading this text?

Don't quit your day job. I didn't come from money and I had to have a decent full-time job that I didn't particularly enjoy until my art could even come close to supporting me. And even when I quit my job, it was a gamble. It still is. 

Will you continue to paint till you cannot paint any longer?

That's the plan.

Add a original piece of John Rogers to your collection today.

You're welcome.