Monday, December 7, 2009
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Thursday, October 22, 2009
The 12 Days of Thank You's!
So, it looks like the 100% Reindeer Art Show Tour is finally coming together. I have to say there has been a lot of work going into this. So, I should probably take the "thank yous" one at a time. Today has to go to Kevin Serra who is helping in a million different ways. He set up many of the shows including The one at The Paul Cumes Fine Art Gallery in Santa Barbara and Desert Island Comics one night show in Brooklyn. Those shows are on the 4th of November in SB and he 6th of November in NY. So today it's thank you Kevin!
Sunday, October 4, 2009
Sunday, August 16, 2009
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
I was noticing that the sun is setting much earlier here in California and that means we are now moving away from the long days of summer. This brings me to an interesting point, because this is where I would, normally, start writing about the paintings I am working on, something like this..
Friday, July 31, 2009
Empire of the Sun.
Anyway, there is a lot going on right now, first, I am cropping photos, one of which I am going to post here, and also I am listening to Annie Mac's Mashup on BBC 1, which is an earful (in a good way) - she started out the evening with the "tansque" Empire of the Sun, perhaps the most fun, favorite band that I am listening to in 2009.
Actually, there really isn't that much going on, but Annie Mac's program is like listening to 10 stations at once and then trying to think and type, and well, try it for yourself. It is best super late at night or early in the extra super early in the morning.
Brad Nack' 100% Reindeer Art Preview (unfinished).
It is officially the last day of July and today I took photos of all 2,009 reindeer paintings.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
I know that I am supposed to be working on reindeer paintings, but....
This Thursday (7 / 23) is a chance to enjoy the afternoon / evening at The Biltmore Hotel in Santa Barbara. There is going to be an art show with Ken and Brad Nack, and the cool part is that the show is going to be in The La Marina room, which overlooks the ocean, across from Butterfly Beach. Therefore, one could actually spend some time on the seaside, then use the patio entrance directly facing the beach, and go straight into The La Marina room where you could join us on the patio with, you guessed it, a glass of wine.
But, here’s the catch, this event is a BYOW event, so grab a bottle of wine (at the store, or from your wine cellar) and come to the Biltmore this Thursday from 5-10PM. We will supply glasses and yes, a few bottles of wine will be on hand in case your access to bringing a bottle is unachievable.
With this notion of bringing your own wine and hanging out at the Biltmore, even the Thursday Night Seafood Buffet has extended the wine deal, allowing diners to bring their own bottle with no corkage charge.
This is a one-night event, presented by Joseph and Catherine and the Bottoms Gallery. This Thursday, 7 / 23. See you there.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Today a painting of mine was inspired by recent events in Iran.
"If you can't fly out of the cage, just Fly with the Cage". Sufi Proverb.
My painting was started in 2006 and finished on June 3, 2009 in the Wal-Mart parking lot in Oxnard on the way to LA.
Over the years as an artist, I have become an active believer in the “do it yourself” approach; so therefore, I was very moved by the recent protests in Iran. It is good to see people power, especially peaceful people power.
To be honest, I am very tired of people with institutionalized or even military power dictating what and how things will be. I am even more tired of people using their interpretations of “what god wants” to control others, and that goes for every person who uses the concept of god to get their way. I know that all this is as old as the hills, but one can only take so much. (It’s okay, some of my best friends believe in god).
I mask my anger and frustration at the world by keeping a “happy go lucky” public attitude and painting fun, upbeat paintings like this one, the recently titled, Fly With The Cage. My hope is that less people will get killed and that we humans can work things out and be friendly to each other, because, given half a chance, that is the our true human nature.
This piece features what I always thought were strong female figures and a bird in flight, elements that I felt were relevant to this situation in Iran
Brad Nack, 2009
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Monday, June 15, 2009
And to top it off, Colleen, from the very cool Communicatrix.com stopped by.
Meanwhile I liked this (a lot), if you would, please, click below.
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
The best way to handle a large scale art project is to, 1st start, and then figure out how to deal with the logistics later.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Here are two photos of all 2,009 Reindeer paintings, now they are all started. However, only two are finished (not pictured) and even those are only almost finished. It is Wednesday may 20th, 09.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
The thing is, just to keep going. At one point recently, like 2 weeks ago, I thought that painting Reindeer was really stupid. However, I also knew that I was going to think that, so when it happened I was able to immediately get past it. I seriously was able to think, well I knew this was coming, I knew it from the beginning, since way back in January when I started this project, and I just moved past it. Unfortunately, I moved instead to thinking my whole life was sort of a waste of time. I also know this must happen to most of us at some point, so I was glad it happened when I was in Tahiti.
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
I saw this and thought it was interesting. brad-
" In 1991, the government of Somalia collapsed. Its nine million people have been teetering on starvation ever since – and the ugliest forces in the Western world have seen this as a great opportunity to steal the country's food supply and dump our nuclear waste in their seas.
Yes: nuclear waste. As soon as the government was gone, mysterious European ships started appearing off the coast of Somalia, dumping vast barrels into the ocean. The coastal population began to sicken. At first they suffered strange rashes, nausea and malformed babies. Then, after the 2005 tsunami, hundreds of the dumped and leaking barrels washed up on shore. People began to suffer from radiation sickness, and more than 300 died.
Ahmedou Ould-Abdallah, the UN envoy to Somalia, tells me: "Somebody is dumping nuclear material here. There is also lead, and heavy metals such as cadmium and mercury – you name it." Much of it can be traced back to European hospitals and factories, who seem to be passing it on to the Italian mafia to "dispose" of cheaply. When I asked Mr Ould-Abdallah what European governments were doing about it, he said with a sigh: "Nothing. There has been no clean-up, no compensation, and no prevention."
At the same time, other European ships have been looting Somalia's seas of their greatest resource: seafood. We have destroyed our own fish stocks by overexploitation – and now we have moved on to theirs. More than $300m-worth of tuna, shrimp, and lobster are being stolen every year by illegal trawlers. The local fishermen are now starving. Mohammed Hussein, a fisherman in the town of Marka 100km south of Mogadishu, told Reuters: "If nothing is done, there soon won't be much fish left in our coastal waters."
This is the context in which the "pirates" have emerged. Somalian fishermen took speedboats to try to dissuade the dumpers and trawlers, or at least levy a "tax" on them. They call themselves the Volunteer Coastguard of Somalia – and ordinary Somalis agree. The independent Somalian news site WardheerNews found 70 per cent "strongly supported the piracy as a form of national defence".
No, this doesn't make hostage-taking justifiable, and yes, some are clearly just gangsters – especially those who have held up World Food Programme supplies. But in a telephone interview, one of the pirate leaders, Sugule Ali: "We don't consider ourselves sea bandits. We consider sea bandits [to be] those who illegally fish and dump in our seas." William Scott would understand.
Did we expect starving Somalians to stand passively on their beaches, paddling in our toxic waste, and watch us snatch their fish to eat in restaurants in London and Paris and Rome? We won't act on those crimes – the only sane solution to this problem – but when some of the fishermen responded by disrupting the transit-corridor for 20 per cent of the world's oil supply, we swiftly send in the gunboats.
The story of the 2009 war on piracy was best summarised by another pirate, who lived and died in the fourth century BC. He was captured and brought to Alexander the Great, who demanded to know "what he meant by keeping possession of the sea." The pirate smiled, and responded: "What you mean by seizing the whole earth; but because I do it with a petty ship, I am called a robber, while you, who do it with a great fleet, are called emperor." Once again, our great imperial fleets sail – but who is the robber?
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Last Saturday I was invited to an art show in San Francisco, that was among my favorite show ever. Called propaganda, the show featured all Obama campaign related art. Great stuff and I was honored to be included. (Brook Turner collection).
This Saturday I will be doing the art fair again, with a twist. For me, it is a fun way to spend the day, like a pic-nic. Sitting around a parking lot all day, doing some art (which I need to do anyway) it's a mini vacation. Here's the info, please stop by. Friendly faces wanted!
SATURDAY April 11th from 10AM to 4PM. Ghettogloss and their army of vendors transform THE MICHETORENA STREET ELEMENTARY SCHOOL PLAYGROUND ON SUNSET BLVD. into what one attendee called "the coolest arts and craft pow-wow in LA." Tents are pitched and tables are loaded up with quirky displays of art, vintage knickknacks and hand-crafted jewelry. Bring a beach chair and a coffee. Take a break and hang out with Tara, Scooter and me. The Art Fair is every Saturday, but we are participating on Saturday April 11th.
PS. We don't have a tent or a table, we use a blanket and the ground!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Fighting the recession! The art fair was a very fly event. Superstar celebs came and hung out (including DJ Cory the Beat Welder, Marvana, Amy Joan, The Piehole Family, The Sonya and Don Trio, Mix Master Andrea and the big Jewel, Sir Mix Adamalot, Tres Cee, and The A.D.D.J. we'll do it again soon.
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Over the past few days there has been a lot of activity on the Reindeer Scene. And at this exact moment I have decided to print t-shirts, I am thinking a simple black t-shirt with a solid color Reindeer and it will say brad nack
reindeer '09 or something imaginative like that. I'll design it now, give me 10 minutes!
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
No one is to blame.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
The move is over and we are now living in a studio down by the beach. Thanks dear readers for sticking with me over this short break. Moving is a big hassle, but although this one took a lot of energy, it wasn't so bad really.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
I grew up in Santa Barbara, and if you drive away from our house towards Washington School and keep going, you will get to Monroe School (McKinley school is right across from both our place and Santa Barbara City College, where my dad just got a job). Anyway, we are living in a small 2 bedroom place, sort of a place with two or three units on Barranca Street. It's me, my sister and my mom and dad. We are about to move to a bigger place on Isleta St. My dad is teaching at the College and Charlie Atkenson has just suffered a heart attack and passed away. He was chairman of the Art Department and I could tell everyone was really shocked that he died so suddenly. I was playing with his kids, on a pile of dirt, I think some gardeners were preparing the soil for some soon to arrive plants. I could hear the freeway somewhere off in the distance, and maybe this was a memorial service, it was foggy in a "it looks like dawn or dusk all day" type of Santa Barbara way.
So, I am just young maybe 4 or 5, because I haven't started kindergarten or anything, and we haven't moved to Isleta Street yet. Isleta St. is only a few blocks away, but there I will meet a neighbor who is building a small wooden boat in his garage, it has a square front and is made of varnished plywood, somehow, it seems we go look at it many times, they do live next door. Right around the corner were the Smiths, Susan who is my age and Emerson, her dad and her Mom who's name I can't remember, they live around the block and when we moved to Sea Ranch Dr. some 4 miles away, down past Monroe School and past the beach, the Smiths sort of stopped being our friends. Emerson buys a Vespa and comes by once or twice and my mom says he will most likely get killed on it. He does tell us that he is a safe driver. My mom says "it's not right that we've invited them over a number of times, and they cancelled last minute because they can't leave the new dog."
The house on Isleta has a gravel driveway and we bought a used Fiat Sedan, which ended up as a rusted out art project at our next house. My mom suggested we take our pet goldfish out to get some sun, they liked it but they died. On my fifth birthday my mom made a cake that looked like basketball player. I also, watched a bee crawling on the lawn. Years later, I go back to the house on Isleta, as an adult to a party, with my parents and it makes no impression on me. I don't think, wow, I used to live here when I was 5, nothing. I am sure it is the same house, but I don't remember why I am here, I think it is now another art teacher's house, Mr Robertson's, and therefore, his party was at his house which was once our house, (the one on Isleta St.) If all that is correct, it means that I also know his son Danny Robertson, who was the first person to hassle me when I started surfing, even before I started surfing.
I had just bought a surfboard out at the swap meet for maybe $12 and some change (my dad didn't really want me to be a surfer, so I wasn't getting a board at a surf shop). It was a faded red board, one that was definitely not pink, but a sort of dingy red-grey with a touch of brown. Short boards were in and long boards were out, it was the transition years, and this board was a long short board, skinny with a swooping nose and a narrow tail, not a long board, but also, it was a board completely not suited to the small end of summer waves at The Pit. I did get a wetsuit, or I should say half of a wetsuit, the farmer john, long-john sleeveless and therefore freezing kind. My dad was, as I said sort of not buying into the California surfer thing, perhaps he was noticing some of the guys around The Pit, like Bill Ledbetter, who a few years later decided to kill himself and put a flare gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger. This attempt blew out his teeth, and tongue, but he survived, until he killed himself a couple of weeks after getting out of the hospital. Once at a party at the Culinary Alliance Hall, Ledbetter, said "The next motherfucker that bumps me is gonna get fucked up." Soon he was bumped and blindly threw a punch at what turned out to be one of the bigger gentleman at the party, who while perhaps not actively looking for a fight was, not only "up for" but also decidedly prepared to give Bill Ledbetter a sound and actually, quite sever beating. In those days no one really thought about breaking up a fight, so it went on for a long time as everyone went back to watching the band playing some rock and roll cover song.
My dad might also have noticed Mike Anderson, who got "into shaking up cars" by jumping up and down on the trunks, then cupping his hand over the gas tank and taking what would today be considered a "mega bong hit" of gas fumes. Was it a good buzz, or just good theatrics? Either way Mike ended up working at a tire shop.
Marco got shot 7 times by the cops while breaking into a restaurant over on Milpas St. Turns out he was stealing 2 cartons of cigarettes and 3 avocados, he and his buddy got surrounded and tried to make a run for it, the cops thought the cigarettes were guns. Marco, lost some fingers, and was shot in the leg, chest, arm, stomach, etc...and he lived. After he got out of the hospital he told me the story and added, "Dude, this is just all bonus time, I should be dead." A few weeks later his car hit a Palm tree near my house at over 100 mph.
Anyway, now that I am 13, with my new swap meet surfboard and a fresh coat of coconut scented surf wax applied to the deck. I am walking in a crisp fall sunshine from the back of the parking lot towards the beach. This is a moment very much like when you buy a guitar that you "hope" to learn to play and you walk out of the store with a cheap guitar and realize that you are a complete phony, because you are walking down the street with a guitar, but you don't play guitar, and the people who are walking past, well, they are either out-of-it and not cool, or they know, they can see it, you're not a guitarist, you haven't even been to your first lesson. They can tell and they know all about you.
So, I am actually feeling okay about the board and the walk, I have friends that learned to surf over the summer when I was away, so we've talked at Jr. High and I know a little bit about the sport, and there's Danny Robertson, he's got a VW van and a girl hanging out with him, and it looks like for 16, he's got a pretty good mustache coming along. So Danny takes a look at me and announced to the general area around his van "Kook" and well, I keep going. Now Danny and I both have VW bugs, and Danny's still surfing the Pit. His sister Edie, was in a band in the 80's called Generics and owns a restaurant now, I see her with a chef uniform from time to time.
Coming home to Santa Barbara, the old memories flood back, but it was a different life then and it was a different world. Could it be that I was really that person that grew up in this place?
Honestly it does seem possible, because, while yes, I have spent a year or two here or there and I didn't actually arrive in Santa Barbara until I was 4 and a half tears old, the truth is, I am just moving across town, but somehow, it sort of feels like I've been here before.
Monday, February 23, 2009
Hello Dear Readers,
How to write Haiku
In Japanese, the rules for how to write Haiku are clear, and will not be discussed here. In foreign languages, there exist NO consensus in how to write Haiku-poems. Anyway, let's take a look at the basic knowledge:
What to write about?
Haiku-poems can describe almost anything, but you seldom find themes which are too complicated for normal PEOPLE's recognition and understanding. Some of the most thrilling Haiku-poems describe daily situations in a way that gives the reader a brand new experience of a well-known situation.
The metrical pattern of Haiku
Haiku-poems consist of respectively 5, 7 and 5 syllables in three units. In Japanese, this convention is a must, but in English, which has variation in the length of syllables, this can sometimes be difficult.
The technique of cutting.
The cutting divides the Haiku into two parts, with a certain imaginative distance between the two sections, but the two sections must remain, to a degree, independent of each other. Both sections must enrich the understanding of the other.
To make this cutting in English, either the first or the second line ends normally with a colon, long dash or ellipsis.
The seasonal theme.
Each Haiku must contain a kigo, a season word, which indicate in which season the Haiku is set. For example, cherry blossoms indicate spring, snow indicate winter, and mosquitoes indicate summer, but the season word isn't always that obvious.
Please notice that Haiku-poems are written under different rules and in many languages. For translated Haiku-poems, the translator must decide whether he should obey the rules strictly, or if he should present the exact essence of the Haiku. For Haiku-poems originally written in English, the poet should be more careful. These are the difficulties, and the pleasure of Haiku.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
It had to happen, some old photo of a hand (perhaps connected to yours truly) looking for validation in an institution.
Monday, February 16, 2009
I am wondering right now as I start to write out this post, if I can't start it out in some different way?
So, really this blog could read. Yesterday I got up and went to work, I cleaned and organized some stuff and painted for awhile, then I went home. Today I got up and went to work, I cleaned and organized some stuff and painted for awhile, then I went home. Tomorrow I got up and went to work, I cleaned and organized some stuff and painted for awhile, then I went home.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Today is more Reindeer work, and it's Valentines day too. Tara and I took Scooter, our dachshund on 3 walks today and I also managed to start another 112 canvases, plus we watched a few episodes of Alfred Hitchcock's television show.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
I think keeping that for this project lightness is necessary, at least somewhere in the back of my mind is really important to keep it that way. It would be really easy to quit, but so far I have kept a pretty positive approach.
There is so much "art thinking" and "art ideas" and "art world reality" out there, that it makes it hard to paint directly and to the point for a lot of people.
I was talking to Ken Nack the other day and I said how Andy Warhol (who's art I sometimes like, but I also have a lot of reservations about) got the part about the "in the future everyone being famous for fifteen minutes" statement wrong. How it's turned out is that everyone is really famous nowdays, (facebook, myspace, blogspot, youtube etc...) but the thing is no one has more then 15 minutes to care. So, he was sort of right, it just turned out opposite.
Therefore, because I actually work at being open to letting things develop as they will, with a total lack of focus, and a non-detail orientation etc..., I was able to get the idea of taking a bunch of canvases and setting them up and then painting a larger reindeer on those canvases. They are canvas # 331 through # 420. The thing is this is just really background paint. These individual canvases will all become their own paintings and the image pictured above will be gone forever, unless I make a postcard out of it. Should I do that? Please comment. Also, please become a follower, I need to heave more than 10 followers or else, well... talk about sad.
Anyway, I was thinking that I could take the shrink wrap off of the one thousand seven hundred 4X5 inch small canvases in a few hours. That is not the case. I am up to the low 700's and that has been since Jan 29th. Today is the 3rd of February, so, it has taken me 5 days to do just over 700 of them . In this time I have also managed to paint the initial backgrounds on around another 300 canvases, this I described above.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
On January 28th, the art supplies arrived and now I can get going. These boxes contain over 2,000 small canvases. To see the paintings that are already started please click here.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
(unfinished Reindeer #58 - 2009)
I know this is going to be overwhelming. I am posting photos of 2,009 paintings in progress. So, as the images progress, I am going to be taking photos of them and then posting them as the year moves along. Last night I dragged out the lights an took 75 photos, then, I spent the rest of the evening uploading and color correcting the images. Next, I broke them down, named and filed them, then I uploaded them to a series of Picasa photo albums.
The overwhelming part is that this process took about 8 hours, and that was for only 75 images. Each painting will probably end up having about 10 photos of the progress. That, in turn equals 10 times 2,009 or 20,090 photos.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Well, due to popular demand I am posting this update. (Thanks DJT). I was waiting to update the blog until I was able send out a email about the photo albums that I have posted here. I want those collectors who have Reindeers from last year to find there pieces and post a comment, it's an inter-activity type thing.
To see the photo albums, please click right here.
Speaking of waiting, I am waiting for a shipment that includes 297 lbs of art material including 2,200 canvases. So, it is a waiting game. here are the details. From Rock Island to Kansas, so far.
UPS Freight LTL
Shipped To: BRAD NACK
SANTA BARBARA, CA, US
Number of Pieces: 1
Weight: 296 Lbs
Shipped From: DICK BLICK ART MATERIALS
KANSAS CITY ,
KANSAS CITY ,
SHIPMENT HAS ARRIVED AT A SERVICE CENTER.
SAINT LOUIS ,
SAINT LOUIS ,
SHIPMENT HAS ARRIVED AT A SERVICE CENTER.
ROCK ISLAND ,
ROCK ISLAND ,
ROCK ISLAND ,
SHIPMENT HAS BEEN PICKED-UP.