just got upstairs from a pretty amazing session in the studio. no, i wasnt laying down the tightest of drum grooves. and no, i wasnt wah chicka wahing my way to deep soulness... i was listening to christian mcbride. one of my underlings at wfyi burned me a live cd, and yea, my mind has been blown. im pretty sure its the live at tonic album (disk 1) and it is outright amazing.

so piece wise, i started off with two pretty mundane washes from friday; kinda transparent yellow green just washed up with a two inch brush. i threw them up, hit them with what was left of the pallet, and let them dry. well, tonight i was wishing i could have played some drums, so one is a cymbal (ride from the vibe i was on) and the other a bass drum with a hammer headed pedal kicking in. a few reds, some orange to freak it out in places, and some illustration black lines for overdone form. finished off with some pink/white wash over the remaining flat space and ive almost got a whole drum kit painting. well, not even close to a whole kit, but im happy with the product seeing as both pieces seem totally plastic ideas of what i was feeling. richard nicholson would be proud.

then i got back to four smaller pieces, again from fridays beginnings. they all deal with memory and how the past cannot be changed through thoughts. one may decide that selective memory can help an individual keep the lessons (not) learned from past mistakes or decisions from haunting them, but there is no use. none. you remember the bad stuff and it stings. your memory, if youre messed up, reminds you of one good thing assigned to that painful memory in hopes of taking the sting away. if youve learned anything the sting is still there, only dulled by time and life and how you work now, but it still stings.
the pieces started as washy profiles of people i remembered from the late 90's ... just the most abstract of sketchy portions of the persons.... i cant even remember who they are now... probably friends from the days i casually did some drugs i cant afford now.... but people in my memory nonetheless. tonight, with the help of some late 90's bands blaring through headphones, i was able to layer on some high and low lights, much like the sing of memory i spoke of before, only with the ups too.
one can say taking the sting of a memory away is just "leaning" while i say its just making the memory more coherent.
yea, a cop came to talk to me while i was at some party, but i really remember how awesome the band he shut down was when it happened. that isnt really learning. thats just reminicense.

so ive got some paintings that deal with memory popping out of me. they still look like right now.

and one more: a twisted body piece like the ones from april, only way smaller and less worked. i still want to layer in some blacks like i had with the larger pieces. but the simplicity of the sketch, almost f. baconey in its approach, really makes me want to return hardcore to the figure.


now if only me and my wife had matching schedules.......

turkish star wars. yeah. um.....

i know that the great nation of Turkey has a long history of culture and Art.
i also know that from the 1960's on that american pop culture has had an influence on turkish pop culture.
sadly i know that many producers, actors, and companies thought that if they had a copy of an american film that they could write another movie based on what they watched but may not have understood.
or they understood and just wanted to have more fun.

confused? i hope so.
ready to get more confused?

alas! a link!

a turkish movie that may or may not be based off of the first star wars movie.

Wain-Rooms_2008_Word for Word_

one of my bands, Rooms, played up in Pendleton, IN at Word for Word. its a pretty awesome new and second had bookstore, complete with a few laser disks for sale. i snagged a copy of Chip Chip (an awesome book about chipmunks with AMAZING litho work) and a new copy of brothers karamozov (the last one was lost on a plane)....

it was a good show and the pendleton gazette had a videographer there to catch all of the action. here is us playing a new to you song called Wain. go ahead and let the next video play in the player.....the next song is one by When We Might. i dont know where theyre from or who these dudes are, but the songs were incredible. the video work? meh. but the song is really good.

women be shoppin'! OR andy talks gas prices

here is my brother, andy traub talking about gas prices being on the rise and how americans are dealing with the money aspect.



he drives a car too, so he knows what hes talking about.