To me, Nature is God. Without it, we simply would not exist. Conserving the world’s natural spaces and the creatures that live there is paramount to the survival of humans as a species, and I have therefore dedicated my life to studying environmentalism in order to help people co-exist more successfully and sustainably with the natural world.
All natural materials I use in my creations are either sourced from roadkill, Fish and Game, secondhand sources such as fellow artists and estate sales, or are antique. In this way, I'm ensuring that no animals were needlessly killed for the sake of the artwork I produce. I fully believe that no part of any creature should go to waste if a purpose can be found for it, but I do NOT support trophy hunters or overseas fur farms by buying 'byproducts' like bones, skulls, or claws directly from them. The only exception I make for this rule is for parts from animals legally culled for population control programs approved by Fish and Wildlife.
As a photographer and wildlife enthusiast, I've been involved with many fantastic organizations such as Images4Life and Wild Tiger, as well as the Sierra Club and many smaller, local groups.
I've been published, interviewed, and even featured on Rainn Wilson (Dwight from “The Office”)'s personal networking website, SoulPancake.com.
I’ve also been blessed with the opportunity to visit many of the world’s most amazing wild places, like Komodo Island, Bali, Lombok, Malaysia, and the Cayman Islands, and have even documented entirely new species previously unknown to science.
Other interests include: Wilderness survival, primitive skills, backpacking, fishing, kayaking, boffing, airsoft, snowboarding, meandering around town, and caving.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Synesthesia Art: “Spanish Bombs” by The Clash By NaturePunk
Did this as a commission for a friend of mine who used to run my favorite house venue, The Coop. This piece is done on a 3 by 2 foot piece of recycled wood in acrylic and spray paint.
The request was for the Clash’s entire self-titled album, but specifically the song “Spanish Bombs”. I ended up focusing on guitar and vocals mainly, as most precussion registers in the browns, tans, grays, and dark oranges and don’t really fit in well with other colors. A lot of the guitar parts are meduim-range (at least for most of their songs) and come off as a bright orange-red with jagged edges, while lower notes on electric guitar and bass are what I call ‘stright-up’ blue. Even lower notes are dark, dark red and highest notes are pings and streaks of lime green and yellow.
On “Spanish Bombs,” the lead singer’s voice is a comfortable shade of light grayish blue. It doesn’t fan out too much and seems to stay in a pretty compact space in my head (usually slightly off to the left, with the guitar taking up the most of the center and the bass catching the edges).
Seeing color in a three-dimesional space around my head made painting such a large canvas challenging but fun. And I was totally covered in paint by the end of the days that I worked on it. In all, this took about 9 or 10 hours of work and I’m quite satisfied with the result…though I’m not sure I’m up for doing entire albums again anytime soon, as it’s quite a work out!
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I apparently got a mild form of frostbite during the snow last week…
They call it “frostnip” which is actually kind of amusing. But goddamn, taking a hot shower with frostnip hurts like a bitch. On the bright side, the pain isn’t overwhelming, and the colors it creates in my head are unusually beautiful. The part that I don’t enjoy is the fact that it’s a different kind of pain - not an ache or a sting, but a kind of deep burning sensation that prickles with shades of pale brownish-orange, highlighted by tiny dots of lime green surrounded by a brighter orange.
When I ran hot water over the three affected toes, the pain instantly turned mauve and red, but the pattern stayed the same. The dots of lime green turned intensely red-orange, and popped up in front of my vision with an increased frequency.
Despite this, I found the vision most pleasing, and held my foot under the water until the pain was too intense to bear. No, I am not much of a masochist, and I do not enjoy unfamiliar pains. But I do find these color-visions fascinating, so I do occasionally subject myself to them despite the physical discomfort.
Yet this is not natural. Not many creatures put themselves in pain’s way without just cause.
Does this mean that I value beauty and exploration of the unknown over a sense of physical well-being? And if so, what kind of evolutionary ramifications might this have on myself and others like me?
This is another one of those orange headaches.
On a side note, I’m so happy for weed. Instant relief from the throbbing, gnashing color-pain. Nothing else works without nasty side-affects. So remind me again why marijuana is illegal and the drugs which make me vomit are not?
On Synesthesia and Whale Songs
My parents and I were never close. But at least my dad made an effort to get to know me better by taking me on various outdoor adventures. Those were always the best bonding moments I had with him, though they were often silent.
One of my fondest memories was snorkeling with him in Hawaii. It was wintertime, but the water was pleasant and clear. And best of all, the humpback whales were migrating through from Alaska and could often be seen off the shores. We had watched, the previous night, as a duo of humpbacks breached the water in unison and crashed back down again with such force that it seemed as though they were trying to fracture the horizon
The next morning, we got up early while the ocean was still and calm. I let my head sink below the surface and for a moment, all I could hear was the sound of my own breath and the bubbles of air chasing each strand of my hair as I dove deeper. Then, I could hear the sound of my dad’s flippers as he and I struck out toward the reef. Aside from this, it was silent.
Suddenly, without warning, far off in the distance, I heard the faintest notes of music come flowing like mist through the waters. The closer we got the reef, the closer the sound, and it didn’t take long to finally realize that what we were hearing was the chorus of the humpback whales.
Even underwater, I felt chills run down my back and out my arms, straight to my fingertips. I called out to my dad and pointed to my ear so that he’d know to listen, too.
We tread the water there for some time, just listening to music.
In my head, I saw the colors of the tones as shades of green, blue, and grayish silver. Sharper edges to the calls were rimmed in lime green and flecked with yellow. The deeper notes sank into shades of such dark blue that they looked nearly black, and a few golden tones stuck out, as well; almost as if by accident.
It, like many things I’ve known in nature, was one of the most beautiful things I had ever experienced. There is nothing similar to that in the cities or suburbs. Only in the wild can you find something so beautiful as to literally take your breath away; and only in nature can you truly appreciate how much out there is really worth striving to save.
I came up with a great idea this morning
Reblog this if you are a synesthete. That way we can all find each other!!!
Bad Religion: 21st Century Digital Boy (Synesthesia Art)
Synesthesia works in strange ways, sometimes.
These paintings are both of the same song, except that one is performed by he original band using electric guitar, bass, drums, and vocals. The other is a cover by the Vitamin String Quartet on string instruments.
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Synesthesia: Panic on Flickr.
What panic looks like.
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I don’t use a program. :)
I use a 3,000 year old painting technique called encaustic, which is a mix of bee’s wax, tree resin, and colored pigments, heated until liquefied and then applied to a flat canvas as paint. I mix all my own colors and then apply them in layers with a normal brush. Later, I manipulate the wax with a high-powered blow torch to achieve the flowing effect, and rub the surface of the finished work with the palm of my hand to flatten the layers until it has a nice glossy look to it.
Synesthesia art for “B.Y.O.B.” by System of a Down.
As a synesthete, this is what music “looks” like, except that here, it’s presented in a 2-dimensional space and isn’t moving; In my head, the shapes and patterns twist, vibrate, accelerate, pulse, and swirl as the music plays. The result is hypnotic and mystifying.
I have a migraine, but this makes everything okay.
Random Synesthesia Number Thing…
I hate the number 333. It hurts to even type it. It makes me feel almost physically sick. And I don’t even know why. The color of the number isn’t anything unsightly (just a VERY intense deep green color), nor is the personality of green particularly offensive. It’ just something about that number that’s so….GRRR.
Anyone else have weird synesthetic experiences like this?
