Mazu Mural Project

A good friend of mine is opening a restaurant in San Francisco, California and is commissioning me to paint a mural for her soon to be opened  Mazu Restaurant!

I visited the space just before I left for Mexico and was immediately inspired by the space and length of the wall I would be working on.  The wall on the left is 10ftX7ft and the wall on the right is 9ft X 8ft! Which means that the Mural will be about 19ft wide!

Below is a sketch of what I plan to do with the wall. I plan on incorporating Mazu goddesses, cranes and bamboo. I am trying to create an urban/asian style Mural. The circle around the door is a replica of an iterance at the actual Mazu Temple. I am excited about this project. I plan to be making a video about the evolution as well.

The process begins tomorrow and I will be posting daily blogs about the internal and external process of creating this mural.

Air Blog #8 Travel Day Number Eight

June 28, 2009

Opened my heart,

to a land of green.

Where monkeys can swing freely,

and birds can sing proudly.

Opened my heart,

to a land of green.

A place where funky lizards dance moonwalks on sunny paths,

and wild snakes play hide and seek,

while toads jump gracefully.

Opened my heart,

to a land of green,

where the people live richly with less and smile with glee.

Opened my heart to a land of green,

where the air smells like sweet mangos,

and my heart was set free…

Air Blog #7 Travel Day Number Seven

June 28,2009

I am soaring over the land of Mexico…

What a beautiful country….

I need not more but simplicity…

My eyes witness the beauty of humanity.

I am awake.

Returning home to a society where our minds and souls are filled with fear.

We have lost the ability to recognize beauty.

It is fear,

this lack of truth that brings about all the disasters the world holds.

Our civilization is smothering greatness.

We destroy what we love and we reverence what we destroy.

But I truly believe deep in my heart that beauty can force its way through any boundary.

My return from Mexico,

A land that shared with me the simplicity of life through its people.

The footprints of this country will forever be remembered.

Thank you.

Air Blog # 6 Travel Day Number Six

June 27, 2009

Be yourself today,

Master who you are.

Use what you have.

Don’t wait till tomorrow.

Air Blog # 5 Travel Day Number Six

June 26, 2009

Today is my Birthday…

I dreamt a flowing river of dreams…

I am seeing…

I am free…

Why?

I am a painter…

Painting is the purest freedom that exist…

Painting is the spirit of life,

the constructive force,

the key, to internal growth.

Painting is order and balance.

To paint is to lead a life of questioning.

A life of love.

A life I would never give up.

Air Blog #5 Travel Day Number Five

June 25, 2009

My skin soaking the mighty suns rays,

Golden and tender.

Blue eyes, drowning in a see of green leaves.

Slow dancing with the winds soft whisper.

Creativity is what I feel…

Translating the beauty that exist before me…

The sculpture, closer to nature,

hunting for her forms.

The poet,

learning from the simplest people.

The painter,

receiving from humanity in the making.

Placing form against form,

Color, against color,

Line against line,

Movement against movement,

Texture against texture.

Honoring the force,

which binds all of me…

I am one…I am complete.

Air Blog #4 Travel Day Number Four

June 24-09

Yanked into stillness…

Nor more aimless racing,

No more busy streets,

Nothing but nature…

I am seeing happiness….

I am open and I am alive.

Spirits must flow…

Courage must be found…

Remembering to breath…

Slowing down… Ahhhh…

Is this happiness…?

Air Blog #3 Travel Day Number Three

June 23, 2009

I am on a Hammock….

Need I say more?

Air Blog #2 Travel Day Number Two

Blog 6-22-09

I am soaring over the blue blanket again,

About to enter into the Mexican Jungle,

A hammock is awaiting my arrival.

Ready to learn a new birds song.

My body is excited…

Similar to how I feel when I come face to face with the Great White Canvas.

Toeing the line of the unknown…

My wings are ready to fly!

A new country,

A new escape…

My studio,

An escape…

Creative journey of flight.

Allow me to enjoy the action of letting go.

Creative journey of flight

Show me the light!

I long to dip my entire self into the creative unknown.

Air Blog #1 Travel Day Number One

6/21/09

As I fly over the ocean and into Mexico City,

I can feel my eyes tracing over an expansive blue blanket.

Rippled waves,

dancing in and out of fluffy white clouds.

I am mesmerized…

I am content…

The act of seeing is a powerful gift.

There have been moments in my life when it was harder to see than it was to feel.

My motive as an artist is to create art that resonates the life I breathe and walk.

I have been told that I wear

“My heart on my sleeves.”

Is this a bad thing?

My heart is the master of my body and my work.

My mind is the tool and the servant of my heart.

I walk through the world choosing not to be closed.

How about you?

I asked myself a silly question today…

”What if you were not a painter?”

My quick response was…

My heart would be cold.

I feel sick…

Where are my canvases?

I have history to paint!

My canvases…

My stories….

My daily walks…

My essence…

They are a part of me.

My canvases can be measured by inches,

but can you measure the miles I have traveled over them?

Did not think so,

that is a dance for me to lead.