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I Like to Knit Personal History Yes, I help fill space. I enjoy being able to contribute. Road side Billboard, Mini Mall, Skyscraper, Art Museum. And I paint pictures. Before Grade School I enjoyed smearing my hands in finger paint. I remember doing a drawing of Dracula. His cape hung behind him with three tips. One in the middle two on the far sides. My mom and teacher thought I painted the Prince of Darkness with a big red penis. I was very frustrated that my mom couldn’t tell it was Draculas cape peeking out behind his pants, between his legs. I remember going to catechism and making a prayer pillow. I drew UFOs with green men zapping each other. I couldn’t understand why my pillow didn’t get a placement in the pillow making contest. It had an alien tank on it for cryin’ out loud! I remember taking an Eccentric Illustration class in art school. Our instructor asked us to illustrate racial tension. I painted several naked rainbow-colored men standing in front of a window full of meat that I had clipped out of news paper ads. On the bottom of the painting were hangers with human skins on them. My teacher argued that what I had painted was not "Eccentric Illustration" and couldn’t understand what my painting had to do with Racial Tension. What a disappointment to have such a short sighted individual teaching others. Bigger problem was that I thought the teacher had some very intriguing art work. Oh well... And all the while I watched TV and ate my spinach running around the house like Popeye. I put on my Incredible Hulk Underouse and watched Spider man and his spectacular friends, while jumping up and down on the couch singing that fantastic theme song. Put on puppet shows for my cousins, lead outdoor wilderness adventures, memorized fairy tales, dinosaur names and Star Wars characters. Banged my head against the wall when my parents got divorced. Persecuted my father for his drinking habit. Had visions and conversations with my deceased great-grandmother. Levitated while being demonicaly possessed at age 13. And now I have bad sleeping and eating habits. I stay up all night painting pictures about the past, present and future. About losing half my hearing, believing in everything, and backwards, childhood memories (fantastical, sexual, and mundane), and of course dreams that wont leave me alone. Little stories for bedtime. I’ve worked as an after school recreation leader for the past thirteen years. Throwing balls at kids most of the time, now and then passing on a little of myself to them. I've toured with a bunch of underground bands playing in basements and living rooms. Currently, I'm throwing money away on my next CD and planning my next trip into the world of rock and roll. I love it. It’s what I’ll be doing till I’m buried deep in the earth. And now for a little educational history: While in high school I was fortunate enough to have a good art teacher. I did two AP portfolios, which helped me get grants for my college schooling. I dropped out of the Academy of Art with three classes left before graduation. Had several problems with art history teachers. I really enjoy art history but boy some people sure can take the sparkles away. Since all that, I've painted and designed several t-shirt designs and album covers, had a few interviews and write ups in small magazines, published my own art book, and had several art shows throughout the United States. Not many at fancy galleries, but mostly bars, people's houses, salons, skate shops, and other alternative venues. I have an art show scheduled in North Carolina somtime in 2003 at the university there! And with all that nonsense, sweet dreams - joe "Art is an excess, It is wasteful and dangerous. We pride ourselves on human creation but it is this pride that will hinder our kind. We do not need this lavish decoration of self expression. If we continue to award personal creation we then agree to allow this egocentric monument living space. Human kind will not destroy itself threw wars or eating red meat. We will kill ourselves threw art and the overcreating of useless objects that fill space. We will crush the human spirit with it’s own ego. Ban personal freedoms, destroy art!!" - Cravis Holdenmeyer |
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