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Original abstract artwork
40x30 in.
Oil & acrylic on traditional canvas
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Wassily Kandinsky, Moskau 1866 - Neuilly-sur-Seine, Frankreich 1944
Große Auferstehung, Hinterglasbild - Great Resurrection, reverse glass painting (1911)
Lenbachhaus, München
I made these imaginal portraits of the rock bands CHICOSCI, FASPITCH, DEATH BY STEREO, SIN, and SWITCH by commission from Pulp magazine.
Original concept was to tie the entire feature with a big nod to German Expressionist cinema.
PULP Magazine
AUGUST 2006 issue
Php 120
Photography by WAWI NAVARROZA
Concept: Wawi Navarroza & Wincy Ong
Styling: Liz Anne Bautista
Makeup: Bea Rivera of Basement Salon
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PULP magazine August 2006 issue features 15 exceptional Filipino rock bands who will compete for the WORLD BATTLE OF THE BANDS 2006.
Only one band will make it to the World Grand Finals to be held in Hongkong late this year.
My first timelapse photography! The subject is an installation piece I created for the iPHONE Therefore iART exhibition at the Chicago Art Department gallery.
The relief sculpture is a paper/plaster composite wall panel. Portrait projection uses images shot, manipulated and edited with Brushes and Juxtaposer on my iphone .
This video was created with iTimeLapse, also on my iPhone.
Inspired by the paw prints I sometimes find on my vehicle's hood and windshield.
Acrylic on 4' x 4' canvas
Wassily Kandinsky, Moskau 1866 - Neuilly-sur-Seine, Frankreich 1944
Apokalyptische Reiter, Hinterglasbild - Horsemen of the Apocalypse, reverse glass painting (1911)
Lenbachhaus, München
I kinda like black & white street photography of late as they create a timeless moment in life and it freezes the dimension of time in that very second. I dunno why i like this image. Even though it's not by any way sharp and there is alot of noise, but whenever i look at the photo, its brings back the joy of this little girl hopping past me happily.
My sub-conscious mind brought me back the youth when i was a little boy, viewing the very same scene of a girl hopping past me happily but the perspective differs now and then.
It explains the connectivity of this photo to my past, like a dream with alot of blur images zooming past in my brain and i cant get hold of the girl's face that went pass me when i was young. Its a form of a recognition order......
Living in michigan in the winter ,and painting memories of the tropics are a small way to keep warm.
This photograph was taken at a tarmac plant and shows a bespattered sign. If you look closely at the large version you can detect letters under the black splashes. I have no idea what they say. For me its one of the joys of the digital age that I can produce monochrome images like this one from full colour files so easily.
In the realm where dreams blend with reality, "Whispers of the Dreaming Soul" emerges as a profound exploration of the ethereal dance between the conscious and the subconscious. Through vibrant hues, daring shapes, and emotive textures, this collection invites you on a journey deep into the heart of human emotion, where the lines between the seen and unseen are beautifully blurred. Each piece serves as a gateway to understanding the unspoken dialogues within us, offering a unique perspective on the continuum of existence. As you immerse yourself in this exquisite display, allow the whispers of the dreaming soul to guide you through a landscape of inner discovery and transcendental beauty.
Poem:
Upon the Canvas of the Night
In strokes of shadow, bursts of light,
A dreamer paints the soul's flight,
Where fears and hopes in colors bright,
Entwine in dance, dispel the plight.
In depths where silent whispers dwell,
Beneath the conscious, surface swell,
Emotions in rebellion yell,
Yet in the chaos, beauty's spell,
Weaves tales that only art can tell.
A journey through the heart's domain,
Where joy meets sorrow, pleasure, pain,
And through the tempest, calm again,
The canvas holds, in every stain,
The essence of the dreamer's reign.
Within this realm, no boundaries known,
Where seeds of unseen worlds are sown,
Expression's purest form is shown,
And through such art, we're gently thrown
Into realms to us, previously unknown.
Haiku:
Dreams weave through the void,
Colours blend, emotions swirl,
Souls speak without words.