"The Bull"
This piece began as a layering of two photos together centered around light. A quartz crystal was photographed with a light shone through it in close proximity. This photograph was then duplicated, and layered (superimposed upon) a photograph of Lodgepole Pine trees in Woods Bay, Montana, one of my favorite places on Earth. This concept is a tribute piece in honor of the light drawing of Pablo Picasso of a bull. Seen kicked behind this figure of a bull is an orange tall rectangle representing the dust said figure kicked behind (it) before charging. "The Bull" is a noble creature, and are oft tormented by men. That having been said, I'd totally love to see the running of the Bulls in Pamplona before I die. Perhaps sales of this print can further my dream of international travel.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
This piece began as a layering of two photos together centered around light. A quartz crystal was photographed with a light shone through it in close proximity. This photograph was then duplicated, and layered (superimposed upon) a photograph of Lodgepole Pine trees in Woods Bay, Montana, one of my favorite places on Earth. This concept is a tribute piece in honor of the light drawing of Pablo Picasso of a bull. Seen kicked behind this figure of a bull is an orange tall rectangle representing the dust said figure kicked behind (it) before charging. "The Bull" is a noble creature, and are oft tormented by men. That having been said, I'd totally love to see the running of the Bulls in Pamplona before I die. Perhaps sales of this print can further my dream of international travel.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
"Tilt Your Head to the Left and See the Photons"
New today for April, 2019. Made from four photos taken with a Canon EOS Rebel xTi DSLR digital camera in Polson, Montana on the 4th of July 2017.
I was at Sacajawea Park on the Flathead River, and witnessed several youth playing with colored lights. And other people wearing glow sticks, and one person with an illuminated hula hoop. The color was then soaked, by me, purposefully into the digital receptor pad on the back of my camera. By leaving the aperture open, and then moving my arms, and hands to capture light that was moving, I created shapes. Planning them out in advance. In reverse. And I made, negative-time, reverse engineered swaths of color by quickly moving my hands -- in purposeful and systematic patterns.
These four images were then stacked together and super-imposed. One upon the other.
I created the penultimate image by beginning in the middle, the center of a blank, white canvas of digital space, and then in a rotational and counter-clockwise fashion, repeating them. I repeated them - as the petals of a flower would grow.
These are digital flower petals.
The inside, where there is a predominance of blue, is the iris of the flower. The exterior, surrounding it was "grown" using methods based on numerical sequences found in the harmonies of nature.
As were the borders. Every proportion is purposeful, and intentional.
There are no accidents here.
Except being in the right place at the right time. Which really wasn't an accident.
And I have God to thank for that.
There was a horrible band playing at the park that night, and this; was my distraction from them.
Catharsis -- as it were.
Pity for my eyes, since my ears were being tortured by the sound of ugly music made by ugly men.
So yes, tilt your head to the left, and see the photons.
Trillions of them were preserved in this manner, by me.
I did this so I could later make this art.
The art itself required not only my presence, but my actions.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
"Untitled"
Expressed here is an expression. I know that sound cliché, but what I did was take a photo of afternoon light coming through thin tree branches overhanging a park in Northwestern Montana at the base of Kerr Dam, where the hydro-electric plant is, and then repeat them. The trick was -- that in each repetition, I'd flip the photo over portraying it as it would look if you could see through it from the other side. When the edges of this trick lined up, symmetry was created. You can see little hints of it right dead center, at the very top, in the dark blue, green, and black silhouette formed at the apex of what -- if you can see the face would be (it's) third eye. Where the pineal gland of the human body resides. This gland is called the "third eye" because it senses photons, and has a lens, just like the two eyes you (or most) people have on either sides of their nose. And between their ears.
After flipping and arranging all the trees, I drew a circle. And an oval. The circle on the right, and the big oval on the left. I then flipped the COLORS within these spaces. So black and green became white and orange. So that midnight blue became some kind of yellow. So that in the Lewis Carrol sense of the idea, up became down, in became out, and what was once one thing, was now it's complete opposite.
I did this to draw attention to these spaces. So that you'd look. And see. Because I saw the hints of a face formed already in the lines of the trees. This condition is called pareidolia. The phenomenon wherein the artist, dreamer, or cloud-game player sees faces, or forms where none may be readily apparent to others.
So by drawing two large eyes here, and then a mouth, nose, and some of the lines of a face, I could "clue you in" to a little bit of the vision I saw.
All art seems to be a self portrait. But to see my work best, you have to be smiling. Not just with your face. But with your mind. And as in Eastern Tradition is taught -- with your liver.
A full body smile -- as it were.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
"eVoke"
Because of the nature of spiders, this panel's title comes from the strong feelings that thoughts or images of these eight-legged creatures so oft bring. Just the mention of a spider to the wrong person you might 'evoke' feelings of unease, dread, or that tingly "creepy-crawly" feeling in them. If, however you're talking to a man who grew up, as I did, reading National Geographic, Zoobooks, and poetry, literature, and even songs like, "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" then you may find a person who has a strange sort of respect for these often off-putting creatures. Generally, if you don't harass them, then you have nothing to fear from them. They help decompose bits of waste, and catch flies. I prefer spiders over flies. Because spiders don't land in shit, and then land on your food. They EAT the little shit-birds who land on your food with shitty little feet. Flies rub these feet together out of spite, to drop even more poop particles on your steak, as you turn your back for a moment -- letting it continue to cook off the grill, on your cutting board, while you pour yourself a nice glass of Cabernet, Chianti, or Merlot.
There was a man I knew who once was given a gift of frankincense. I gave it to him. He burned this frankincense in a metal tray. This image was sent to me in thanks. In memory of the gift. Ironically, it was a friendship that turned sour -- as I stepped away from a life of drugs, sex, and music performance. So for me, the artist, this image of burning, sweet, sanctifying tree sap brings about a whole memory that none of you would know -- if I hadn't just told you. Hence the title; "eVoke." Because this is life, and often the memory or sight of one thing leads us to a memory, sound, smell, taste, or sight of something else. His name was Lyle Rhodes. His dad, Doug Rhodes is a world famous sky-diving photographer. By that I mean that, if you see a scene in a film, where two people just fell from an airplane and only one has a parachute. And as the two people scramble to save one another, or be saved, there is this intense, whirlwind of drama that ensues -- D. Rhodes is often the man holding the camera, capturing this scene for you on film. Or on what used to be film. It's all digital now.
So; behind these images of a spider hanging from a silk thread, with a big ass, ready to lay eggs. And make more spiders. And the gift horse who's mouth Lyle Rhodes looked in; behind all of that is the light of the forest. And elements of blue, and orange. In terms of color -- this piece is just sublime. And it bends, from left-to-right. Creeping away from the edge of the frame on the far right. From straight -- to crooked. Hanging spiders. And burning fires.
What evokes strong memories in you? What evokes joy? Fear? Love? Pain? Sorrow? Melancholy feelings of loss of friendship, of love, of opportunity? When were you fired? Divorced? How do you heal? What creates catharsis for you? To evoke is to evolve.
We grow. And every decision we've ever made has led us -- -- -- right here.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
Because of the nature of spiders, this panel's title comes from the strong feelings that thoughts or images of these eight-legged creatures so oft bring. Just the mention of a spider to the wrong person you might 'evoke' feelings of unease, dread, or that tingly "creepy-crawly" feeling in them. If, however you're talking to a man who grew up, as I did, reading National Geographic, Zoobooks, and poetry, literature, and even songs like, "The Itsy Bitsy Spider" then you may find a person who has a strange sort of respect for these often off-putting creatures. Generally, if you don't harass them, then you have nothing to fear from them. They help decompose bits of waste, and catch flies. I prefer spiders over flies. Because spiders don't land in shit, and then land on your food. They EAT the little shit-birds who land on your food with shitty little feet. Flies rub these feet together out of spite, to drop even more poop particles on your steak, as you turn your back for a moment -- letting it continue to cook off the grill, on your cutting board, while you pour yourself a nice glass of Cabernet, Chianti, or Merlot.
There was a man I knew who once was given a gift of frankincense. I gave it to him. He burned this frankincense in a metal tray. This image was sent to me in thanks. In memory of the gift. Ironically, it was a friendship that turned sour -- as I stepped away from a life of drugs, sex, and music performance. So for me, the artist, this image of burning, sweet, sanctifying tree sap brings about a whole memory that none of you would know -- if I hadn't just told you. Hence the title; "eVoke." Because this is life, and often the memory or sight of one thing leads us to a memory, sound, smell, taste, or sight of something else. His name was Lyle Rhodes. His dad, Doug Rhodes is a world famous sky-diving photographer. By that I mean that, if you see a scene in a film, where two people just fell from an airplane and only one has a parachute. And as the two people scramble to save one another, or be saved, there is this intense, whirlwind of drama that ensues -- D. Rhodes is often the man holding the camera, capturing this scene for you on film. Or on what used to be film. It's all digital now.
So; behind these images of a spider hanging from a silk thread, with a big ass, ready to lay eggs. And make more spiders. And the gift horse who's mouth Lyle Rhodes looked in; behind all of that is the light of the forest. And elements of blue, and orange. In terms of color -- this piece is just sublime. And it bends, from left-to-right. Creeping away from the edge of the frame on the far right. From straight -- to crooked. Hanging spiders. And burning fires.
What evokes strong memories in you? What evokes joy? Fear? Love? Pain? Sorrow? Melancholy feelings of loss of friendship, of love, of opportunity? When were you fired? Divorced? How do you heal? What creates catharsis for you? To evoke is to evolve.
We grow. And every decision we've ever made has led us -- -- -- right here.
~Luke Aaron Venters~
"Bellow-Wood Panel"
"Begs The Question of Straight (Lines) Panel"
"Bottles in Windowsill of Artist's Mother."
"Handprint On Window of Moving Car Turned Into Portrait of Brother of Artist Through Color Work and Liquification"
The Golden Ratio composition. Featuring four repeating photos of friend of artist. Forms a cubist form, body and head.
Spraypaint Piece done by artist, overlaid on top of bricks photographed by artist. Then manipulated.
"Dog Day Afternoon"
"Alpha and Omega"
My brother Mikey overlaid with trees and a frisbee stuck in a tree. Black and white squares chosen for 'pop' effect.
Tree Hugger - Luke A. Venters - 2017
"By pi it's pie." -features the first several thousand digits of Pi, as well as as many names for real pie that I could think of. With a little help from Wikipedia.
Bumbleberry, Rhubarb, egg tart, custard, a la mode, apple pumpkin, meat, hornazo, derby, lemon, boysenberry, strawberry, quiche, Pecan, razzleberry, key lime, chess, cherry, pot, shepherds, butter cream, empanada, flan, potato, blackberry, coconut cream, walnut, blueberry, huckleberry, chiffon, mississippi mud, black bottom, etc..." :)
Bumbleberry, Rhubarb, egg tart, custard, a la mode, apple pumpkin, meat, hornazo, derby, lemon, boysenberry, strawberry, quiche, Pecan, razzleberry, key lime, chess, cherry, pot, shepherds, butter cream, empanada, flan, potato, blackberry, coconut cream, walnut, blueberry, huckleberry, chiffon, mississippi mud, black bottom, etc..." :)
"Photo of trees by artist, overlaid with spectral analysis of sun. Multiplied and mirrored.
"Flutterby"
Normality is a paved road. Nice to walk down, but no flowers grow. ~Van Gogh~
"Do the best you can from where you are, with what you've got. Find me the person who does more than that and I'll buy them a cup of coffee or a beer. Depending on the time of day."
~Luke Venters~
Man With Red Ribbon
"There are no mistakes. Only happy accidents."
~Bob Ross~
"Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently."
~Henry Ford~
"Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works. If it works big, others quickly copy it. Then you do something else. The trick is the doing something else."
~Leonardo DaVinci~
"If art is to nourish the roots of our culture, society must set the artist free to follow his vision wherever it takes him."
~John Fitzgerald Kennedy~
~Bob Ross~
"Failure is simply the opportunity to begin again, this time more intelligently."
~Henry Ford~
"Life is pretty simple: You do some stuff. Most fails. Some works. You do more of what works. If it works big, others quickly copy it. Then you do something else. The trick is the doing something else."
~Leonardo DaVinci~
"If art is to nourish the roots of our culture, society must set the artist free to follow his vision wherever it takes him."
~John Fitzgerald Kennedy~
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