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In ancient times, people used to pierce their bodies to protect themselves from evil spirits.
When it comes to deciding whether to pierce your ears, professionalism, attention, punctuality and cleanliness of this place win over any doubt. Legendary Lou’s tattoo career began in 1968 in Astoria, New York and culminated with his first studio in South Beach in the ‘80s. Beach, sun, palms and bikinis are reminiscent of vacations, which can go hand in hand with making the dream of the first piercing come true. University of California, Davis, CA, Bachelor of Arts; Studio Art Major and Political Science Major. First studio, outside of the university - in old mortuary across from railroad station in Menlo Park, CA Figure paintings become large and abstracted down to major shapes. Begin writing a€?Blue Mountainsa€?, poems on the coastal range of the San Francisco Bay Area.
Meet artist Sam Francis for the first time and assist Phillip Kirkeby in the framing and installation of his exhibition of lithographs. Travel to Finland and experience sauna - freezing lake dip, and dark Finnish woods in bitter Autumn cold. Begin creating painted constructions as way to sculpt with color and begin overpainting earlier works in white. Initiate collage overlays onto monotypes, using older prints torn up and glued onto new ones; begin segmented prints of three and four printed sheets placed together to form a single image.
White Paintings move towards complete elimination of color into tonalities of white with constructed centers of collage.
Successful exhibition at Nantenshi Gallery of large scale White Paintings and small scale collages.
Publish folio FIVE, a reflection on Japan in a folio of four poems and a single monotype on 18th century Edo period papers with Japanese translation made by Mr. White Painting on Board & The White Studio, Kitchijoji, Japan - Click here for more White Paintings. Albion White Studio in Woodside with drying Blade print - Click here for more Blade Prints. Move out of original White Studio to a larger house and studio in Palo Alto named the White Studio on Lincoln Street.
Begin large scale sculpture drawings from Black Book notebook of sculptures compiled in Kitchijoji, Japan. Traveled to Sonoran Highlands of Mexico, with Flying Doctors, which was inspiration for writing a€?Tales from Cumpasa€? poems. Sculptural fragments of ancient Greece and the light of the landscape are focused on through photographs. Three month stay in New York City, meet New York artists, writers, photographers - keep notebooks - visit major museums. Continued work on Raku ceramic ware with Ceramicist Gary Clarien at the Palo Alto Cultural Center. Large paintings on paper with enamels, sprays and stencils, were exhibited at Andrea Schwartz Gallery. Attempt to resolve imagery of abstract passages versus some representational images during 1989 to 1990 in a new set of paintings. Rework remaining 8a€™ monotypes created in mid 80's with enamels and sprays, and heavy scraping of paint in last struggle with pure abstraction. First studio, outside of the university - in old mortuary across from railroad station in Menlo Park, CA Figure paintings become large and abstracted down to major shapes.A  All 12 canvases either loaned, lost or destroyed. Return to Palo Alto.A  Begin Blade Series of monotypes, which includes the use of saw blades inked and embossed on paper. Finally - a Heartfelt Thank You to all who were and still are a part of the journey and the many immense gifts that you have given me along the way. I wonder… would the mythic heroes of ancient Greece or Rome or America have given their deaths to save their brethren? I met Whistler in the seaside village of Mezkor, on the western coast of the supercontinent. There was nothing mysterious about why Deepspace Development Corporation had been so eager to send a survey team. Yet another reason I am a cynic: cynicism provides a convenient facade for cowardice to hide behind. On the morning the trouble started, we were walking a familiar stretch of beach near the village: sand glistening like snow, sun shining down so hot and bright that the ocean sparkled like a molten mirror.
Synobians looked remarkably humanoid, considering the vagaries of evolution: two arms, two legs, bipedal gait. Riddles within riddles… or so it seemed, after the translator finished tying his meaning into knots.
After a long day of misunderstanding Whistler in ways variously novel and familiar, I sought the only solace available on a remote survey mission: a fistful of aspirin and a bottle of synthetic scotch. Dexter pulled the orb from my shaking hands, teeth gleaming inside a dark tangle of moustache and beard. I stowed the ghost stones in back of the skimmer - under Whistler's careful scrutiny - then steered us in the direction he pointed: over the forest, toward the cliffs that ran along the coast north of A Camp. Hordes of insectile creatures poured from the mound, swarmed over Krysta's body in wriggling profusion. We dragged our macabre cargo through the forest despite the moonless night, our path lit by the eerie glow of luminescent fungi.
I programmed the medibots as best I could to recognize the offending organs, then injected them into Whistler's neck.
I passed my vigil leaning against the trunk of a mushroom fern, listening to a symphony of unseen creatures prowl the alien night.
I have since often pondered what life was like for Lazarus after the world moved on to other miracles. Dexter Conley emerged from the shadows beneath the cliffs, followed by a younger man: Paul Killian, the rookie supervisor Jenny Margolis had left in charge. Dexter waded out into the tide, stomping and flailing and cursing in the area where Krysta's stone had disappeared. A glistening island of silver flesh breached the sea behind him, rising up and up, like a mountain spawned by the titanic collision of undersea continents. We've learned a great deal since Dexter - may he roast in Hell - pointed us in the right direction.
Today, we do it to show we belong to the tough crowd or to shine with some beautiful jewelry. He has built himself a reputation with a legend of Miami Beach from which he separated in the mid ’80s to open one of the, then, still few tattoos parlors in South Beach. Hew Age Body Piercing specializes in piercing, brandings and scarifications, and suspension shows.
Tattoo Blues is located in the center of Fort Lauderdale where tourists spend their favorite time shopping and sunbathing. The peculiarity is that the owner Bones and his wife now own the only place where tattoos, piercing and barbering are combined under one roof. Study with Wayne Theibaud, Manuel Neri, Daryl Forney, Charles Muscovitch and become acquainted with art of Roy de Forest, Robert Arneson, and William Wiley while at university. Extensive use of watercolors with instruction on classical charcoal drawing from plaster casts.
Drive down through Big Sur reading Robinson Jeffers poetry and camping along the California coast. Print 27 Greek Poems and 7 Black Poems monotype folios, which are first print series created to fit a folio format. First exhibition of art - large scale abstract paintings and collages at Smith-Anderson Gallery, Palo Alto. Paintings still evidenced influence of icons as center collage areas retain intense color and surrounding dark color fields are eliminated. Aoki visits The White Studio in California and extends an invitation to exhibit White Paintings at Nantenshi Gallery. Completed twenty-one small collages for Tokyo exhibition to include with large scale work.A Paint at night and by candle light. Meet Ayako on train - Japanese girlfriend inspiring numerous poems many in lost folio on a€?The Train to Tokyoa€?.
Travel to Inland Sea of Japan and see works by Munakata and numerous Japanese print artists. Aoki make a presentation of a small White Painting done at the Kitchijoji White Studio for Club Gastro Collection, which includes works by Jasper Johns, Sam Francis, Pierre Alechinsky, Sengai, as well as other foreign and Japanese artists. White Paintings evolved into canvases, which were painted with oil based house enamels and separated by a black and white horizontal division across the canvas with black at the bottom and white at the top. Inclusion of seven large scale sculpture drawings in first San Jose Museum of Art Biennial 1985. A folio of cibachrome photographs of the Greek Islands, with references to visit of ancestral home on the island of Scopelos. Thanks for the studio tour - but more importantly - sincere apologies to artist Jim Dietz. First use of sprayed enamels and stenciled imagery impacting on white color fields of canvas. Twenty-one prints with multiple overlay plates on Japan papers, culminated in exhibition of monotypes at Young Gallery, Saratoga, CA.
Photographed Wayang Kulit performance of the Ramayana Epic in mountain village outside of Ubud.


Difficulty of painting and resolving not only formal issues, but addressing the ideas of meaningful expression. Move studio to Belmont Street Studio, Belmont, CA, build out new studio space, begin working again with collages. Print 27 Greek Poems and 7 Black Poems monotype folios, which are first print series created to fit a folio format.A  Printing press housed in cottage - Kings Road Studio in Woodside, CA. Beautiful home and studio are a immense and welcome sanctuary.A  Have Japanese a€?Thanksgiving Dinnera€? for friends, girlfriend K. Monotypes with embossment were main focus for prints and were now bled to the edge of the papers. Thanks for the studio tour - but more importantly -A  sincere apologies to artist Jim Dietz. Difficulty of painting and resolving not only formal issues, but addressing the ideas of meaningful expression.A  Meaning and the abstract image is a great struggle. New series of book collages on paper and canvas.A  Begin teaching printmaking courses in studio. Terran history preaches again and again that the most courageous sacrifice a human being can make is to give his life for the lives of others. The natives seemed to have no use for the interior, and that was exactly the part of the planet for which DDC Management lusted. The bloody thing still could not untangle the spaghetti of Synobian grammar; its lexicon remained limited and imprecise. Slick salamander skin buried beneath a carpet of symbiotic sproutlings that drew nutrients from dead epidermal cells in exchange for protecting their host from the relentless sun.
We stood in silence, watching some of Whistler's fellow villagers frolic in the surf a few hundred meters from shore. At first glance, it looked like the biggest pearl I had ever seen: twenty centimeters across, shimmering with nacreous luster. I went straight to my berth and collapsed on the bunk, exhausted to the marrow, yet - as pathetic as it sounds - I was afraid to sleep. Dexter fidgeted beside Jenny while three members of her team trained laser pistols on the Synobians. An area we had scrupulously avoided, since Whistler made it clear from the first days of contact that it contained hallowed ground. Dexter - and whoever had helped him sabotage the skimmer, a feat which bespoke a technical expertise far beyond his depth - would be waiting.
I tried to analyze her condition with the medikit, but Synobian physiology did not lend itself to analysis with human medical tools. We brought her to a clearing with a large earthen mound near its center, at least two meters in diameter. I could barely see what lay beneath the mass of chitinous scavengers… and still, I saw too much. He probably meant what he said, but the substances used to erase memories were very unpredictable.
Its lower ring of eyes fixed on the tiny human floating beneath them as immense jaws parted, as saliva mixed with brine cascaded in a dozen waterfalls between rows of spiny teeth. He would not let Killian and me bundle him into the skimmer until we had finished what we came to do. I wonder, as I brood over this final entry in my mission log, if the Saviors immortalized by history are created by actions, or events, or both. Loyal clients from all over the world follow him everywhere, even in the newly opened location in the artsy Design District, to repetitively have any inks or piercings done. Being of age is a necessity since some of the practices of the parlor are not suitable for minors. Now his legacy continues with his daughter and husband and has expanded to three locations in Dade County.
The staff takes pride in its responsiveness, politeness and in the fact that the store became a destination even for international visitors.
This allows a great deal of happenings, different types of clients and artists for every type of service. Highlights being shown oil paintings of artifacts from Tutankamena€™s tomb made by Charles Muskavitch during time of excavation in Egypt. Visit Mistra and Meteroa and countless small chapels on the Greek islands where ceiling and sometimes pealing frescos have stunning impact. Printmaker Joe Zirker visits The White Studio - is influenced by White Paintings - Envelope Series. Have dinner at California Artist Elmer Bischoffa€™s studio in San Francisco and see both his figurative work from 1960a€™s and his first abstract paintings. This was an honor of being one of two Americans being exhibited at the gallery at this time which included Robert Rauschenberg. Meet leading Japanese painters, composers, poets, and other artists traveling through Japan such as Red Grooms and Christo. Begin teaching in the San Mateo County Public School system, Kindergarten through 8th grade art programs, and San Mateo County Adult Education evening art classes program, teaching painting and drawing.
Meet Emiko and write a€?February's Moutha€?, a collection of 28 poems done one per day in February, illustrated with collages. Exhibition travels to College of Redwoods, Humboldt County, CA where artist Morris Graves purchases small painting for personal collection. On a humid night clove cigarettes fill the air to the sound of Gamelin, chanting and the shadows in the night. Suggestions of representational imagery surface more strongly from notebooks onto finished paintings. Studio party sees one hundred friends attending on hot summer day.A  Party lasts into night. Begin first works in ceramics at studio in Kitchijoji.A  With girlfriend A on night stroll around Inokashira lake.
Aside from one true continent and a smattering of volcanic islands, the sea covered everything, from fathomless trenches to the shallows above submerged continental plates that had drowned eons before the first Synobian drew breath.
Central mountain ranges concealed a geologic treasure trove: gold, silver, platinum, copper, juicy veins of high-grade ore.
Several clung to the massive dorsal ridge of a trylvol: a whale-like creature with half a dozen eyes completely circling its swollen cranium, reminiscent of a beluga with an overactive pituitary. I can't figure out what I'm dealing with… ancestor worship, afterlife mythology, tribal gods, animism?
Sits back there in civilization, with his giga-buck salary, designer drugs, designer women….
I saw no choice but to continue, relying on the cover of the forest and Whistler's home field advantage. Two glandular organs on either side of her neck were pumping large doses of an unfamiliar hormone into her system.
I lurched into the protective embrace of the forest, following Whistler as quickly as my trembling legs could manage. As we followed the thunderous call of the ocean, I saw the misery in Whistler's eyes and wondered whether I had saved him or condemned him to a fate more tragic than I could fathom. Below us, beach stretched to the north and south, undulating with the coastline like an albino serpent.
I prayed silently with all my might that he would not find it, that at least Whistler might die with that small measure of consolation. He shrilled a song of victory and vengeance, a sound so giddy with emotion it made my skin crawl. Whistler lay stubbornly bleeding in the sand while we unworthy humans threw the rest of the ghost stones into the sea. Will trylvols someday gather - far beyond the sight of land - to sing their haunting tributes to the child who gave everything to protect their aggregated souls from damnation? When in search of a pedigreed piercing, any of his piercers will do the job (as by law, minors must be accompanied by their legal guardians).
This spot keeps it sterile because all reusable instruments are run through the ultrasonic and then steam autoclave, providing a hospital level of cleanliness.
Meet Juaquin Peinado artist friend of Picasso and watch him make a cubist drawing of a nude .
Paint an enormous number of figure studies of a€?women on the beacha€? with gouache and watercolor and large oils on canvas.
The a€?art passiona€? is keenly felt wandering through the dimly lit vaults of these places - and in stark contrast to the world of light outside. Travel to Kyoto, Nara, Kamakura and other areas of Honshu, visit gardens, temples, museums, and cultural sights while staying in small ryokans. Paint while sitting on tatami mats - rain becomes snow in Tokyo - Yakimo seller of Old Japan comes late at night.
Completed twenty-seven, 8' long scroll prints during the summer of 1981 in Albion White Studio in Woodside, CA. Continue work in Kitchijoji White Studio, loaned through the generosity of Nantenshi Gallery and the Katayama family. In the white washed stone house at the top of the hill, in the small room on the third floor landing laying on the straw bed - little red votive candles flicker. Cibachrome photos shot on a bamboo platform - hot and muggy with great throngs of villagers watching performance.
New chair designs and architectural renderings came out of this visit to Japan with emphasis on natural woods.A Meet J. New lightness of color begins to resurface in work out of the density of sprayed paint and black enamel used during last few years.A Difficult time period as studio privacy is lacking and creative disruption from White paintings towards some sort of representation is still a major art grappling.


Continued in weekly drinking sessions with friends learning the a€?ways of sakea€?.A  Spend much time in museums studying Japanese painting and printmaking.
In the white washed stone house at the top of the hill,A  in the small room on the third floor landing laying on the straw bed - little red votive candles flicker. Without the authentic word there is very little left.A  Installed four large scale monotypes in Minneapolis private collection for art patron C. Cibachrome photos shot on a bamboo platform - hot and muggy withA  great throngs of villagers watching performance.
He also ran the kitchen - easy duty, since the meals practically prepared themselves - and served as unofficial bartender. How's he expect you to reason with a walking compost heap?" I felt my temper smoldering, fed by the scotch in my belly, but I was too exhausted to give Dexter a lecture on universal tolerance.
Me, it just seemed a little spooky, but Johnson in Precious Metals recycled his lunch after thirty seconds, tops.
Laser burns had stripped away sproutlings from her abdomen, leaving charred patches that seeped purplish fluid. I caught up with him near our encampment, relieved that we would soon be on our way, putting kilometers between ourselves and that wretched stretch of woods.
The bones did not just glisten: they shone in the twilight as if they had been carved from mother-of-pearl. Waves thundered against the sand, foaming and bubbling as they slipped back into the cerulean embrace of the sea. The trylvol writhed in surf too shallow to support its bulk, a great fleshy tanker run aground. A release of hormones triggers a pupal stage: the body dies while the skull seals around a brain that is undergoing drastic chemical and structural changes. The organs in his neck were the harbingers of change, secreting the hormone to initiate his glorious transfiguration. He has warned the trylvols about us: what we have come for, and what we may take if we are not stopped. His headaches grow worse as the brain imprisoned in his skull presses out against the shell of an egg that will never hatch…. When it comes to choosing the right studio, professionalism and decor come after reputation, which in the piercing world is built over continuous success and mouth-to-mouth referrals. Participate in class lecture given by Wayne Thiebaud on a€?The Ear of Juan de Perojaa€? by Velasquez. Eventually discarded the arms as irrelevant to the vision - with the figures becoming more abstracted and toned down in color hues. There are treks across hills covered with wildflowers, sage and broken and ruined fragments from antiquity.
These paintings show collaged centers of paper and cardboard with large spatial areas of plain paper and canvas surrounding the centralized image.
Walk on the Namib desert - studying the stones and petrified sea shells of the desert - the heat is almost unbearable in the middle of the day - the light piercing - not unlike another planet walking the desert floor.
Walk streets with folio under arm - purchase small ink drawings of cranes - enjoy tea, viewing these old works - Tokyo busy outside.
Dolores assists in the printing of these monotypes, with the generosity of the studio space. Many Japanese friends visit the Lincoln Street House and studios, including Architect Yukio Hayashi, Nantenshi Gallery Staff member Chiaki Komuro and Journalist Mr.
Begin work on raku ceramic ware in Palo Alto with Gary Clarien at the Palo Alto Cultural Center. Participate in class lecture given by Wayne Thiebaud on a€?The Ear of Juan de Perojaa€? by Velasquez.A  Spend many afternoons laying down in wheat fields to pass the late day watching the great parade of the sky and coming night.
Eventually discarded the arms as irrelevant to the vision - with the figures becoming more abstracted and toned down in color hues.A  Missing - T. There is something truly magnificent about seeing a work of art without a frame and out of the museum setting that it would most often be seen. Walk on the Namib desert - studying the stones and petrified sea shells of the desert - the heat is almost unbearable in the middle of the day - the light piercingA  - not unlike another planet walking the desert floor. There is a storm outside that has battered the island for the last week.A  This is a most peaceable place on the straw bed. Blurry images paraded past my eyes: jagged cliffs, thundering seascapes, jungles bursting with flora I could not name.
The bastards who pump us through i-space to make their fortunes owe us a lot more than a little scavenging on the side! I knelt beside Whistler and activated the translator, wondering if Dexter's glare would burn a hole in the back of my head. When I asked Whistler, he indicated that they were vital to her welfare, and I knew with numb certainty that random tinkering on my part could only make matters worse. I could only follow Whistler with my eyes as he approached the naked skeleton of his brood sister.
Blood oozed from the blackened stump like blueberry syrup to stain the sand a deep burgundy. Dexter swam farther from shore, dove, let out a whoop as he broke the surface with a shimmering oval in one hand. Trylvol digestive enzymes weaken the shell sufficiently for the metamorphosed brain to emerge, wend its way through the trylvol's sinus passages, and assume its rightful place. He knew I could not save the rest of his brood siblings without his help, so he had me destroy his only chance to join them.
Eliminate green from palette, as a mechanism against landscape as well as response to the influence of Byzantine Icons.
Immerse in Japanese culture, begin collecting and using oriental art brushes for paintings as well as amassing items for collage. Work in White Studio by candle light and moonlight as an attempt to translate the motions of paint & light or lack of light into the whiteness of the painting. The most difficult thing to do on any journey is to keep the vision Authentic and not lose it. Perhaps that explained Mystery Number One: villages ringed the coast of the supercontinent, but we had yet to locate one more than a hundred kilometers inland. An electric tingle traveled up my arms and down my spine, rising in intensity, pulsing like the beat of some invisible heart.
You may have more degrees than the average stellar core… but out here, you're still a grunt.
He pulled out one of the two orbs nestled within and stroked its surface with the reverence of a temple acolyte.
For just an instant, at the edge of the clearing, I paused to look back at our fallen comrade.
He took one step toward Dexter, stone held out like a child slaughtered to appease an evil god. Many brains assemble in the massive cranial cavity of a single host: five trylvols hold the majority of clan Mezkor.
Late evenings spent with the glow of raku kilns and a walk home in the dark with new raku vessels.
A thousand shattered memories fought to assemble a consciousness that belonged to someone else. He wandered onto the beach with the reverent steps of a pilgrim who has finally reached the holy shrine. They will sell DDC those precious rights to the minerals locked beneath the skin of the supercontinent. Suffice it to say, too many works of the immense amount that were created were either destroyed sadly to say, many more repainted in need for new canvases and paper, lost, loaned out or simply went missing.
We were close now to whatever sacred place Whistler had been guiding us; I could hear the muffled roar of the ocean in the distance, could smell its briny tang.
He stared at the immense wake of the diving trylvol, and something collapsed inside him… something that had been waiting for one more little push. Tour through a€?Gold Rusha€? country of Sierra Nevada in red Carmen Gia convertible with K.
Fortunately many remain and here are some visual records of those works that are gone, some shown here for the first time. As I flailed away in horror, one emotion dogged my escape after all the rest had evanesced into oblivion. Patches of its bony surface - especially those in areas where no bone had any right to be - bore the unmistakable sheen of fresh growth. Whistler gazed up at me with large, liquid eyes that would have looked haunted on any creature's face. The ghost stone catapulted out over the churning foam and splashed into the surf at least ten meters from shore. But those rights will be contingent on an irrevocable ban against exploitation of the ocean.
Finally I began to understand: he wanted me to remove the strange organs at the sides of his neck.



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