I have this playlist.
It’s called “making art n SHEEIIT” and when it plays, I get in this mood where I HAVE to create something. It’s like this feeling overcomes me and I either need to scream, ball my hands into fists, or pour everything out onto some sort of canvas. I just can’t turn it on and be normal. (The power of Hozier and Frank Ocean, I suppose. But I digress).
More often than not I reach for my paints. Sometimes it’s gauche, sometimes it’s acrylic, but it hasn’t been oil in years because 1. I’m impatient and 2. I’m not rich enough to justify that investment yet. Maybe one day.
The view outside my window painted with gauche in a flurry and overlayed with black ink. Later ended up on the cover of The Beast Magazine for March 2025.
Cows!!!!!!!
Pic taken on the way up Roy’s Peak aka the hardest hike I’ve ever done. Gauche painting done once my body recovered, overlayed with black ink.
A gauche painting of a pic I took of some little guys at Lake Tekapo in New Zealand, overlayed with black ink.
This next one is in the style of artist Tyler Shelton
For my friend’s apartment. I shoved myself in a corner next to our front door to paint because it had the best lighting.
Acrylic on canvas with charcoal pastel overlay. Photograph taken by their mom.