Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Monday, January 09, 2012

Monday, December 12, 2011

Order Undertow!

Officially available, right here, right now!






Shipping Options





192 pages
Essay by Shani Nys Dambrot
Introduction by Sloan Schaffer
Conversation conducted by Herbert Russell
Preface by Jason Shawn Alexander






Shipping Options





28 pages
Preface by Herbert Russell

Saturday, December 10, 2011

The book is available!!!

My art book and show catalogue are both available on the 101 Exhibit website!!!!! http://101exhibit.com/edition

Wednesday, November 09, 2011

woo hoo!



website updated to show more current works for my December exhibition! http://jasonshawnalexander.com

Married!


Monday, October 24, 2011

Art Book!


received the proofs for my first art book today. Incredible! Thanks to 101 Exhibit for seeing this through and Ryan Graff for an incredible book design. The book will debut Dec 1 with the opening of my show. Then be available online I believe!


Saturday, October 15, 2011

sketches are mostly drawn first thing in the morning....or late at the bar. I'll begin labeling when and where next round of scans.

cheers!

Also, check out the new paintings for my solo show this December in Miami at

New sketches in the blog






Instead of posting every month or so with paintings, I'm beginning to post more stream of conscious thoughts of the day and my sketchbooks. That will allow more frequent posts. Here is a good kick off for the sketches. They are on a smaller moleskine and an 8x10 water color sketchbook by global arts.

Monday, October 03, 2011

It's an odd day, a rough day.

mean, disturbing dreams took over last night making me wake up with a foul uncomfortable feeling in my brain.

I begin to work in the studio but such as it has been for the past few weeks, i tend to begin without realizing how insanely tense my face mouth and head it. For some reason, it's like lifting heavy weights. trying to finish this solo exhibition and struggling to define the self and myself.

Having all of this knowledge, literally a small library full, of art history through current contemporaries. Forcing myself, in the end, to throw them all aside and accept no influence for a few months. The work should change and show me something new, right? It should evolve and start peeking through with hints of myself. Some say they see it but I still attack the canvas, pulled tight face letting instinct and emotion run the show. Trying to think and not think to get the fuck out of my own way, as a friend told me once.

That's the struggle now. Bad dreams and fears aside, when I take a break after only two hours I feel light headed not having realized how tense my head has been that whole time.

sit back, get undizzy. look at the piece. start again.