hola kiddies!
tyler j again with another post for your cheap enjoyment. this month I'm taking a break from festivals to show in a gallery. although I truly enjoy the festival circuit, it is exhausting. every weekend a new city, pack, unpack, set up, sell sell sell, pack and repeat. I feel like crazy heart, sans the downward spiral alcoholism and sleeping with old ladies in a trashy motel. ha!
where was I? ah yes. look for me in blaubak gallery (http://www.blaubak.com/) all of august. there will be several new pieces up too. opening night is this friday, the 6th. food, wine, art, wine, art and wine.
here's a sneak preview of "the friday nite seafood club". finally finished!
the other started as a simple anatomy study of a moose while I was sitting at an art show several weeks ago. but I liked the big guy so much I made a full piece out of him and added a little "classic tyler" flavor. entitled "swamp gas" it's truly tasteless. but hey, got a sinister chuckle outta me.
until next time...
~ t
If you saw The Unrefined Palate in my earlier blog or at a recent show you will no doubt agree it's a piece of art that stands out. Aside from the widely popular, A Delectable Feast, The Unrefined Palate is my second biggest request for prints. What is it about drunk, gluttonous wildlife that we find so engaging? Does it remind us of ourselves on a blissful, primitive level? Of course it does! Well, whatever. If it brings a smile to your face and makes you buy one for your home, then turn the grinder and watch this monkey dance!
And in that vein, here's my latest work: The Friday Nite Seafood Club! This Rat Packish group of Pacific Northwest Sea Otters meets every Friday to socialize and cook, but it always seems to lead to debauchery. Must be those coo-coo clamtinis!
Not sure you'll see it by the next show but I'm taking orders now. Email Jody for pricing and include the words "I read Tyler's blog" for a 10% discount. Enjoy!
Just returned from a weekend show called the Taste of Tacoma. And the taste was...well, ever eaten caviar when you thought they were blackberries? I have. I was eight. Use your imagination.
Anyhoo, no offense to my Tacoma-ites, ians, whatever, but when you're told "you should really stop all these little animal drawings and do stuff with vampires or skateboards" that's when I know my loving audience exists elsewhere. However, it was a fantastic learning experience and I met some great people.
Now for some fun news - check out the latest project I've idiotically added to my 127 other projects in the works. A childrens book that will hopefully see the light of day sooner than later. It's a grueling process that unfortunately begins with a ton of rejection. But hey, that stupid wizard kid at hogpuke's school of wizardry story got turned down by nearly every publisher alive. Now look at all the kid-learns-his-true-powers-of-magic-and-sorcery-themed movies and books out! It started a billion dollar genre market!
Buford Bull and his Very Bad Bugle is a true northwest topic, but there's a message and a quirky little amusing story that's definitely marketable and sure to please ages 6-10. Or older if you're an immature 33 year old. I've got four more stories and if time permits, Jody will post them for all you kiddies to enjoy.
HAPPY 4th OF JULY! Looking forward to doing absolutely nothing sober. Sorry mom.
~ T
hola kiddies!
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