last weekend was so action packed (aside from V-day movie night and Buckethead), that i spent most of today talking as little or as minimally as possible, my way of attempting to wrap my mind around everything. this hasnt really happened in a long, long time. i honestly want to talk about it, but i feel like the outside world just simply would not understand. unless you were there with me, i doubt anyone would even “get” it. let us just say that i went on a very strange journey over the weekend in Chico, socially, artistically, emotionally and intellectually.

i was given a thick black pen by the hostess, Tai, insisting that it would be an honor if i were to grace their walls with my artwork. i began drawing on the walls around 11pm, and literally did not stop until about 5 the next morning. again, i want very much to talk about the art, but i just feel like it would not mean much of anything to the general public. you simply had to have been there, and in all sincerity, i wished that all of my friends were there to witness it.

in the end, i felt like i had awoken something inside of me that had been dormant for a long, long time. it was a very ethereal experience, one that truly inspired me. the impromptu mural, which eventually spanned 4 different rooms, is available for viewing in my SKETCHBOOK…. i dont really know where else to put it, but yeah, it’s in there, under CHICO HOUSE towards the bottom.

enjoi it! i look forward to sharing more live art experiences with all of my friends.

-jon

February 18th, 2008 | art, friends, life, misc., other, relationships